Sunday Dolce

Going to practice, my achillies is sore. Doing too many damned flips, wack.

Got a good hour of practice in. I learned that I can't count my windmills while doing them haha. Did this drill doing increasing number of windmills > backspin > freeze (phat drill, i know). My achillies was even affecting my windup for power. Decided to go hard on my sets. If it wasn't a drill then I was going to do the set to completion. Get up clean! It hit some cool shit, pretty good practice really. Highlight: halo x5 > freeze.

Me and Dev forgot about Mr Streets performance, but he reminded us with an hour till. That's good enough for me, I'm out. Apparently I cooked and ate a steak in 15min. No raw job either, it was done medium. Plus a salad while it's cooking and I'm out the door. We had to be there at 10pm for a tab that was one drink long. Then, we waited an hour for a DJ not to play our music and not give a cue for the ending. Well whatever, I hit some sets. Smiles, Streets, Mike, Chuck, [insert random dude], Tommy were there. Some good wholesome fun on a Sunday. Ending on measure is the shit, especially with DJ sets cause that's when they do the fast cut in.