Coached a cheerfully awake team this morning with a long set. I was watching the REd Soz/ Yankee game at D's last night while writing the set, and decided to think less and make them repeat more. it worked out well. I scoped out the scene on deck for over an hour while my rest intervals did all the work. And everyone's ass got kicked in the breaststroke. many birds, and just a few stones. thats how I like it, yo.
Im munching on one of the delicious apples acquired from "Dr. Davies Farm" on Sunday. Yummers. It's easy to get to missin' fresh fruit in the urban-nasty-fruit- jungle. Yes, there may be exotic random stuff here for that Thai cookbook you've always wanted to explore but couldnt find the ingredients for..but it's usually been sitting around. and it's covered in a sticky or greasy wax. yucko. ive been washing off store-bought fruit with soap and water. (rinsing well, of course!). i know theres' that spray you can buy, but I'd feel so lame buying it because, in a way, it supports the industry of fruit waxing. circular predation, i tell ya!