My morning run got pushed back to HOT o’clock due to Zak working late and these little ones who insist on calling me mom being up early.
So instead of getting my jog on, I got my juice on.
Behold the Tower of Juice.
When the man finally rose from his slumber I got a move on headed out for what was to be a totally hot run. 5.89 in 48 minutes. It’s a good thing I don’t have testicles because I definitely would have sweated them off today.
