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Don't sweat the technique. I got married a year ago. I fostered an amazing pitbull named Tank that had his front leg amputated. He lives with a friend now but I wish we could have kept him. All part of the game and the hand we got dealt. That's okay. Got promoted at work about a year ago to full diesel tech. I'm slowly learning a thing or two. I started back in the gym in August. Solid coach, solid gym, solid everything. Dealt with a lot of politicking and drama with some guys that I thought were my friends. Taught me a lot of tough lessons about life and loyalty and reality. I'm glad it happened though. I'm a little angrier than normal, a little rougher, a little more direct, but that's a good thing. Some people mellow out with time, I guess I'm a late bloomer and am becoming more aggressive. I'll take it. Canine Minds squad holla at me till next time