I had a real breakfast crisis on my hands this morning:
Empty banana hammock.
No milk.
Well, I guess that’s not exactly true. There was rice milk that Ava drinks… but umm, in a word – no.
Surely I jest – of course this is far from a real breakfast crisis. But I realized I could remedy this situation with a well planned run this morning.
I took the last couple of bucks out of my wallet, stuffed them into my sports bra and planned my route so I would run about 3 and a half miles and end up at the my little neighborhood grocery store before the final half mile trek home.