Run, Run, Run… Play It Cool Boy.

So I’ve been in Montreal in about seven months now and things are finally coming together.  I’m back  in class learning french and I’m in a position to take consecutive classes. (Four month breaks in-between levels kills momentum) I’ve got a job that doesn’t pay a whole lot but it covers the bare necessities.  All this leaves me with about three hours in the morning before class, and about two hours at night after work a day to myself.

This has forced me to be more judicious with my time. When you have  five hours to send emails, write blogs, practice guitar, listen to podcasts, and prep food for the next day… you start to realize how much time you actual waste.  You also realize that you’ve allotted no time for exercise… ooops.

So thanks to a little help from @freshairboutiq I’ve decided I’ve gotta add more hours to my day.  Enter the dreaded early morning run.  I will be using the hashtag #MorningRunClub, so feel free to add me on twitter and get up eeeeerlay for morning runs.

@TurnJacson I know... More energy than when I sleep in... #MorningRunClub

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Praise O. (@FreshairBoutiq) October 31, 2012

Lights, Camera… F###!!!

Decided to start off 2012 with something different, I have a feeling this year is going to be a creative explosion.

Late last year my brother-in-law came to me asked me to help him on his album. (The fact that I’m critical about everything gives people the impression that I know a) better b) what I’m doing… which is false.)  So anyways, he sent me 18 tracks he wanted to be on his third album… after some discussion we managed to trim it down to 11.

Next up he asked me to shoot a short video for him, he wanted a gritty work out video.  We developed a concept and shot most of it in two hrs…  at one location.  It went pretty well, apart from forgetting to press record a couple times, getting shaky hands, and being totally unacquainted with the camera.  You see I thought the hard part was going to be shooting it, then I started the editing process and want to bash my head against the wall repeatedly.  First I loved it, then I hated it, then I told myself I sucked, then I was tired and confused, then I reshoot a couple scenes and settled on this realization… I’m not Steven F. Spielberg, so chill the hell out.

Overal it was a fun experience… tons of lows, some highs, and I’m happy I took part.  With out further ado… here’s the video.