Sitting on the art gallery steps, sunning, vegetating. This morning's class was really good, we stretched and warmed up then ran some of the choreography. I suck at pushups, should work on that, but they just feel so lame.
This aft will likely hitup Wreck Beach with Big Tiny, who's in town to see Andrew W. K. DJ or something. May tag along, but this body will need rest in the evening; rager nights out would be unwise.
-- Post From Vancouver
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