Doing a lot of puking outside after these aforementioned work out's.
Today however, no puking. Did bust my knuckles up a bit on the bag, and my right pinky knuckle is sort of busted into the shape of Africa.
Weird?
I went to an impromptu beach wedding at New Smyrna with Shelby this weekend.
Everyone was shoeless on the beach, in a circle around the tattoo'd bride and groom.
The groom's dad conducted the ceremony.
They took two jars full of sand to represent the two families and then dumped them into a new jar.
Way better than a unity candle if you ask me.
I snapped a few shots.
Please keep your eye on toopenyoureyes.com.
I've got some editing to do.
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