Ted
The morning sun never looked so good to me during training. The orange sunlight bordering on red glides over the treetops and slides onto the green grass. The heat is already starting to warm up our chilled bodies while the rays are nearly touching those taking their stance on the mats to spar. The beautiful colors of the birds are so vibrant in the air while flitting about and chirping their song. This is one warning for all animals to flee from the roars of those about to get into the groove of their spar. And I feel too light and excited to do more than play around with jabs and punches today.
My darling looked beautiful last night, as Jake and I kept her attention on us. It may not have entirely worked, but she did keep our attention. It was the least we could do, since we
