i tried to play football last night with a few brits, it's not that i didn't play, it's that i didn't play well. i was also oddly winded at strange times, i'm an athlete, this stuff shouldn't hurt me, it's indoor soccer for god sakes! i can run around a gym and be fine. the mexican guys we played weren't very good, they were just better than us. for whatever reason the brits wouldn't really pass me the ball, i could pass it to them after a turnover but i couldn't really get it back. i think i maybe had one shot the whole game and that was in the first minute or so of play. i tried to control the ball and allow the play to happen but i couldn't find my rhythm. at least i had a great ride to work today, the trails had two more inches and the tracks were just mine. i did see evidence of a bear dragging a bunch of garbage out of the hood into the trails to snack. it looked like he got a good meal the way rubbish was spread all over. i'm waiting to see first snowshoe hare tracks of the season, they make me happy. i love to watch those guys run, perfect grace and speed over the snow. i wish i could move that well over snow. little b is weathering his first winter pretty well, he doesn't seem to like the room at his daycare center, whenever he's there he cries and if they walk with him towards the door he stops crying, they said that he's a bit young for that kind of association, but look who's raising him. i don't blame him i'd rather be home too. he likes to go for walks as long as he stays warm, the contrasts with the snow and the trees really fascinate him. i love to watch his eyes follow contrasting trees and logs on the ground. he loves to talk, it seems if he's awake he's saying something, the best is when he wakes up in the morning he just sits in his crib and talks to the room. as long as you let him sit there he doesn't cry he just talks.