Yesterday, went out and walked around the campus again. This time, I clocked in at 25 minutes and 43 seconds, which is close to two and a half minutes off the first time. I think that's a good sign...maybe. Once I clock in at around 20 minutes, maybe I'll start thinking about walking twice around the campus.

So it appears that tragedy struck my family on Saturday. Not disclosing many details here, but it involves my dad and this tricky thing called gravity. News so far is that my dad is recovering well, so that's at least some good news. The sad thing is, I wouldn't want to talk about this to people here in Waterloo, since most people here most likely won't care.

It seems that I like to torture myself by volunteering to do extra work...not sure if it's a good thing or not.