June is officially half over and I've got one measly min-cash to show for it.  Yesterday's $2,000 No Limit Hold'em event was the same tournament that I took 3rd in last year.  I entered the day looking for a repeat final table appearance, and instead made it about 10 minutes into level 2.  I was pretty unlucky to lose the first half of my stack, but I threw away the second half and was really unhappy with myself.  Event #34 $1,500 No Limit Hold'em is today and I'm looking forward to playing better and trying to build a stack for a change.  It has to happen eventually.

In other news, I went to the gym yesterday and actually lifted a weight for the first time in probably 6 months +.  I've been trying to eat well and exercise, but it is always hard to do and nearly impossible during the World Series.  So many people are in town for the month that are constantly looking to go out and do something any time they're not in a tournament.  The out-of-towners currently testing my discipline include: Jason Mercier (as I am writing his name, he actually just asked "What happened last night?"), Allen Bari, Steve Levy, and Anthony Spinella.  It's incredibly difficult to stay healthy when you have the opportunity to go out every night, but I've been treating my body so awfully the past few weeks that I have no choice but to stay strong.

I'm definitely feeling a late season push.  So far, it's been a pretty disappointing series for most of the kids I run with.  Out of myself, Andy Zuzolo, Kung Fu Craig Montalbano, Brent Hanks, Phil "Phildo" Collins, Brandon Garrity, Greg Aversa, Matt Berkey, Brian Lamanna, Allen Bari, and Steve Levy; the best result was a final table bubble by Phildo in the $1,500 Pot Limt Hold'em.  The only person to do something of any merit thus far has been Jason Mercier, with a big bracelet win in the $1,500 Pot Limit Omaha.  He's also made some deep runs in some other tournaments, including the $10,000 No Limit Hold'em Heads Up event.  He's so sick that it's actually starting to annoy me, but I guess I'll just go on pretending to be happy for him.

I'm off to start this late season push.  Laaaaaata.