I woke up to the sound of rain. It’s weird, but living in California, I kind of missed the occasional rainy day. You forget how calming, therapeutic, and necessary it can be.

Walking down the street, the smells of plants now well into their season–lavender, roses, chamomile–were elevated by the overnight soak. It’s special to be on the streets before anyone else; just yourself and the quiet.

I had a delicious brunch with some new CrossFit friends at a new paleo restaurant. The girl who runs the restaurant makes all the food herself and it was such a cute little place. It was great to hang out, share some laughs and food. Although most of the conversation was in German, I’m becoming ok with that. I’m picking up words here and there and definitely understand the typical CrossFit talk: “1 rep max”, “thruster”, and “Fran”.

Although I had to do some work in the afternoon, I didn’t really mind. The rain was falling, I was drinking tea, and was contently full of good food.