To hold the venti white cup in my little hands is heaven for me. The closest Starbucks is a 100-mile round trip. Yes, yes, I do make excuses to take that drive. Probably more often than I care to admit.
I know with all this talk about corporate greed and shopping/eating locally I should say I only go to the local coffee shop. But, not everybody makes a venti soy no water chai tea latte like Starbucks. I know it’s the Americanized version of the real thing, but, there’s something in that 300+ calorie drink that makes my day.
On the ranch, I make my own. It’s not bad but it’s not Starbucks either.
So, when I do get to the city I indulge. And, I’m not too proud to say I usually stop on the way into town and again on the way home.
I’ll do a few extra lunges tomorrow. At least that’s what I tell myself.