Gout and the Rockies

Well its time for that seasonal rise in temperatures and my body’s immune system is not reacting in a nice way. Minor sore throat, congestion and slight congestion… Good times, good times!

Dad is suffering from a bit of gout which leaves me with nothing to really complain about. I hear and read that it isn’t a pleasant thing. Characterized by severe pain attacking his big toe and it don’t look pretty boys and girls. I just hope he takes this and his recent heart “incident” to erm… heart… He really needs to learn how to take it easy.

At least we managed to finally head to the Rockies today! We didn’t go all the way to Banff, like I had hoped, but we made it far enough to take some pictures of still snow covered peaks. I love the little town of Canmore, Alberta where my Dad had to preach. I got to take some nice pictures of the church before the service started. (Largely because my parents and were insanely early! No more 5 am wakeup calls Mom!)

Met some FLIPS (those who find their origins in the motherland) after church: Tess, her friend Charmaine, and Charmaine’s hublet Joe. Now I’ve heard about it before but never experienced it first hand. “It” being the classic Filipino set up. The whole “are you single? If yes, then here is my friend ___”. It was bit nerve racking but I was flattered and she was pretty with a nice smile. We played it off and even talked a bit. But that’s all folks! They all live in Banff and I envy them for that! (Sorry no pictures folks cause Romil is useless when he is distracted by pretty.)

It is back to the grind this week: schoolwork, job hunting, and working out. I finally broke through with working out this past week. It is that moment when you move from feeling like crap after you are done to kind of hungering for more. I’ve been waiting for this. Let the sculpting continue.