And then on Saturday, the temp was 75, the sun was shining brightly, a few wispy high clouds, no wind. I'm thinking what a great day for some Frisbee on the beach. I was on the floor doing some meditation* and stretching. The phone rings. It's Mark K, he's out on the road and notices how low the tide is, and he's thinking Frisbee, of course. Time of call: 1:25. Time of low tide: 1:22. Conditions are perfect. I drive the 3 blocks to his place, then the one mile to the beach. Insanely great parking spot, and a sweet hunk of beach for play. Got my feet in the water. Great day.
There was some guy with a spectacular Lambo, same color as my once new 2006 Corvette (Monterrey Red), and he's taking photos, with doors up and ocean in the background. I know that feeling.
*Meditation session #401-in-a-row-without-a-miss
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