“We’re catching the sunrise!” he announced. “This means we have to wake up around 4 or 5 am and head out real quick.”
I know this sounded like an order but it actually is the way a husband questions (t)his wife whilst trying to give the illusion that wife has no choice in the matter. But being a mermaid from birth and an aspiring mito, I let it fly and agreed.
It was around 5:30 am when we hit the road.
It was around 6:30 when we got to the (far away) beach. We missed the sunrise but caught some adrenalin, having to climb over the walls around the natural sea-water pool and craggedy rocks with crashing waves that would have turned bits of your body into minced meat if you slipped, as the gate that is usually open to our preferred beach was locked that early in the morning.
I cussed at having to do this and this made hubby laugh which made me want to laugh, but I clearly couldn’t as I had to carry on with the illusion of being righteously outraged at risking my life so early in the morning.
It was around 6 something when we were on our preferred beach, alive, intact, meditating and sunbathing.
It was 8:06 when we started to head back to the other beach, on the other side of the locked gate, which should have been unlocked at 8 am, but was not.
It was around 8:11 when we had the same drama with me cussing and hubby laughing and me risking my life yet again to climb back over the craggedy, minced-meat making rocks amongst the roaring waves to go back on to the other beach where the car was parked.
It was around 8:20 when we bumped into our sun-loving Dr. Kruse’er mito friends. We also met a few new people with them and were told one could officially be considered a mito if they were at the ‘switch out non-incandescent, not-red lightbulbs into incandescent red lightbulbs all around the house’ phase, which we had done over a year ago. YAY—my mito-baptism is official!
It must have been around 9:30 when, after many lovely conversations about sunlight, EMF, magnetic radiation, vitamin D, mental health, weaning off SSRIs, crazy benefits of the carnivore diet on mental health and much more to the delight of my alternative health-junkie soul, we said goodbye and headed off to this piece of property next door which looks abandoned, which sits right on a cliff that sits right on the water and imagined buying it one day. We do that every few months. As my mom always says, if you’re going to dream, dream BIG!
It must have been around 10 am when we headed to El Tunco, our favorite little surf town down the road, for a quick coffee and a beach workout.
It was around 10:20 when we saw the tide was too high and had swallowed the beach, so we watched some surfers play on the water and headed to a cafe.
It was around 10:30 when we ordered some coffee (for us) and an eggy sourdough toast (for me).
It was around 11 when hubby recommended we try the frozen acai fruit bowl across the street! We opted for acai with bananas, blueberries, shredded coconuts, cacao nibs and honey topping. We sat on the sidewalk eating it, watching the tourists and surfers go by. It was divine!
It was around 11:20 when we started heading home to start the day and get some work done.
I don’t know why people complain about Mondays…
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