In other news...

I had mentioned in an earlier post that I was contemplating getting a bike. (This was like, a month ago.) I ended up getting one a few days later. Props to craigslist on that one. I ended up getting a Gary Fisher since we have the same last name and cuz I'm a dork like that. Well, truthfully it WAS the best bike suited to my needs. At any rate, I've been riding to work quite a bit this past month and am pretty happy with at least getting what amounts to an hour and a half of decent low impact cardio in. After a couple of weeks I was even able to squeeze into a pair of pants I havent wore in a bit. More on how wearing pants you have to squeeze into to work is a bad idea later.

I get the privlege of being best man for my homie Kevin's wedding. This should be interesting. I was never much of an event planner, and its looking like there are great expectations for the bachelor party. More so since Kevin is the last one of our group to throw in the towel. Whoops. I mean enter into marital bliss. At any rate, organizing things is already starting to consume my thoughts. At this point we got less than a couple of months so I really gotta get moving on things. Time. Location. Um, entertainment. Cross-checking invitees with the master wedding list. yadda yadda. I'm warming up to the challenge though. More on progress to come.

July's post... :D

Wow. I've managed to let a full month lapse without an update. Been pretty busy I suppose. Where to begin? Can I just say I love being a dad? Sure it has its ups and downs, but all in all, its a pretty rewarding experience. MJ is growing up so fast its mind blowing. Ask anyone who knows me and they'll tell you that "responsible" is not the first adjective that comes to mind when asked to describe me. But somehow everything falls into place. Not once did I ever worry about whether I could do it. Before MJ was born, one of my friends asked me how I could be so confident about the idea of raising a child. I gave him the following analogy. While I was training for my first couple of fights, I had the privlege of having Wayne Gregory as a trainer. He had a unique way of doing things and expected a lot out of his pupils. Some of his methods were downright sadistic. You got used to the idea that the fight itself was nothing to be afraid of, actually that was the easy part, it was the training FOR the fight that you should have been worried about. But by the time my first match rolled around, I wasnt scared. No pre-fight jitters, nothing. I knew I had the best trainer around and knew that noone was better prepared for that moment than me. Now with respect to my kids, the same can be said of my parents. Sure I wanted a lot of things I never got and had my moments where I wished I was in a different place, but I think thats true for everyone... come to think of it, these things still happen for me now from time to time. Point is, I never once got scared at the idea of having a family cuz I now know that I had the best instructors anyone could want. While its crazy to think that I'm the father of two beautiful baby boys, its also exciting and rewarding. Hopefully one day they'll be able to look back at their parents with the same pride and respect as I do mine.