Now I'm enjoying butter coffee. Instead of milk, I've blended some fresh unsalted grass-butter into my espresso. Really weird, and really delicious.
Monday, 10 June 2013
Five k in the sun, on the beach this morning, the ideal way to start the day. I ran intervals and races the dog up the stairs four times. He cheats sometimes by starting before I say Go!. So do I. Walk down and do it again. Then I ran 200m intervals, measured by the spacing of the beach barrels for trash. Then I collected plastic bags I found while running and deposits them in one of the barrels. I wondered if they'd end up being dumps at sea. The universe rewarded me with a clean tennis ball. Which Odie preferred over his sand-encrusted ball. We traded and made our way home.