So I went to find a new walking beach at Cape Canaveral this morning. I must have missed the signs, because after a half mile, wearing only shorts and sandals, I found myself way overdressed (and not because it was too hot).
Jerry Seinfeld was right. This should only be legal for a small select portion of the population. I’m sure to have nightmares from this day.
I have learned that in life
few endeavors are more heartening for the sole
than sunrise beach walking.
It is not difficult
nor is it expensive.
Just get your ass out of bed early,
grab a pair of earphones with good music,
find a hardpack sandy beach that goes on forever,
and put one foot in front of the other.
You will thank yourself afterwards.
Garistotle (aka Beachcomber Gar)