Sunday Evening

Today was fast-testimony meeting. I confess I didn't really fast (if I did, I'd dehydrate), but I did skip breakfast and dinner for the sake of solidarity with my roommates. This new ward is interesting. The two counselors in the bishopric are about the same age as me. They're both married (of course) and one has a baby girl. It might seem odd to pick such young guys for that kind of responsibility, but often we receive callings not because we're the most qualified to do them, but because we need that kind of preparation for the future.

After Church I went back to sleep. I guess ten hours wasn't enough. I woke up feeling groggy and sore, as I often do when I oversleep (is that a word?)

I wanted to do something fun today, so I opted for a regal bike ride down the trail from my apartment to Utah Lake (according to Google Maps, it's a little over five miles total.) Along the trail I passed by numerous families and couples. I saw plenty of Provo's four main demographics: college students, normal LDS people, rednecks (for some reason the non-LDS and non-practicing members go out of their way to ensure they're not confused with Utah's Church-going majority...so you often see tattooed people smoking and walking around in wife-beaters) and Hispanic people. Despite cultural differences among the different ethnic groups, everyone was having a good time.

The path led through vast pastoral land:



...thought it was too dark to get a good shot.

I finally arrived to the shores of Utah Lake just after sunset, at around 8:00 pm. It was a great scene: