kait.

I got a text message early yesterday that my dog died. I stayed in bed crying and trying to read until 2:00, then went out used book shopping, got 7 new books. Went out running to blow off some steam afterwards, and what felt like a semi-epic run ended up only being 5 miles. Meh. I ate the first loquats of the season, and found a fricking cherimoya tree in Berkeley. After my eyes stopped being too blurry to read, I dove into Arnold Ehret's book the Mucusless Diet Healing System. It already surpasses any modern nutrition manual I've ever read. I gave my body today off for stretching and resting. Still crying a little bit. Found a cute carribean vegan restaurant right by my house, and was able to get a raw curry wrap there. Score!

I was a bit of a bitch to my roommates later in the night, oops.

Miles run this week: 19.