Same old same old. I smell like spices.
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I started my day off "right". I heated a pat of coconut oil in the frying pan, threw some cayenne pepper, 3 slices of a tomato, and some capers. Let 'em fry for awhile. I whisked two eggs in a separate bowl with a little coconut milk and probably about half a tsp of hot sauce. Once those tomatoes looked fried real nice, I poured the egg mixture onto the pan and, that's it really. From pan to plate to paleolithic palette. Ooh, that was clever. Biite me.
A tall cup o' pumpkin spice joe, sans lactose/and sugar.
Blasted off to this here home office suite, and did some "school work" and by that I mean, downloaded Mika's two recent albums and listened to them on repeat while designing and redesigning the layout for this silly page.
See Also: Grew antsy, found old spandex pants and old running sneakers and blasted out my front door and down the street and around the lake for 2.5 mountainous miles, and then I turned around. Mika sang to me the whole way.
I've been pretty awful about keeping up with running lately so as I left my house, I acknowledged that I may not be able to make it all the way up the ridiculously steep hills I knew were to come...but then, I saw another girl along the way who couldn't make it all the way up the hill...and naturally, I needed to one up her. So, I ran the entire 5 miles. It's nice to know my muscles and endurance don't just evaporate into the heavens.
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