December 04, 2010

Cold Water Coffee

I don’t drink coffee. I enjoy the last hour of darkness and the first hour of my day in total grogginess. Checking waves, meeting up with people, figuring out the plan of attack without a care in the world because I’m practically still asleep. I get my shot of espresso when the frigid water diverts its intended course to make room for my crusty foot. Those first few drops are all it takes to electrify my senses and wake me up 10x better then caffeine ever could. My eyes open a little wider, my thoughts are sharp and quick, my legs are ready to do work. My day has now started.  

A cold Morning With Matt McCabe