So this week’s hug is a little silly, but also completely legit because iced coffee literally keeps me going day in and day out.
My obsession with coffee and iced in particular probably started when I was about 14 and working as a junior camp counselor. My sister Kate and I would ask our mom to get us iced coffees from Dunkin Donuts on our way to camp. Slowly but surely the addiction developed and I have been hooked ever since.
I drink iced coffee in all temperatures much to the dismay of my poor fingers. And I often visualize iced coffees to get me through the end of a tough run. Is that weird? Maybe…
Does anyone else share this love for iced coffee? What are you favorite coffee spots in Boston?
On to weekend plans, now that Friday has finally arrived. Today Lola is my work buddy, which will hopefully make the day go by quickly. Other than that, I have a few good runs planned and some R&R.