It's a dangerous thing, walking out your front door...

Well, I must first apologize, I haven't read anything of substance since summer started. Working 40 hours a week tends to do that to you. I'm burnt out every day and only really want to get some bball work out in afterwards. On the other hand, I'm filling out really well. Fingers crossed that I can gain between five and ten pounds of muscle before the end of the summer. Unfortunately, my dreams of playing Div-I bball as a walk on are slowly diminishing as I get better, ironically enough. Every time I play well with the guys I usually hang out with, I realize how much harder I would have to play to get to the level of guys who live, sleep, and breathe around the rim (Kim English, a fellow sophomore, for one). Either way, I'm going to look to be one of the better intramural players next year and hopefully build on that going into Junior/Senior year. I'm also gonna need to get a solid team together that's dedicated to getting better every year as well. Oh well, it all takes work, something I'm taking a deep breath from today with all this rain. Soli Deo Gloria.