Saved it!
Today's big choice was whether to get up and meet my running team, or crawl back into bed after slapping at the alarm half a dozen times. I did a little more than six miles before 9:30 a.m. But it was close - really close - to going the other way. This is what I was looking at when I made that decision.
. . . but you nobly got up and left the bed to your companion who was able to stretch out and snore to his heart's content. I'm impressed - getting up AND 6 miles before 9:30 - I take it Winston did not care to come with you!
ReplyDeleteNeither of them were too keen on it. Molly, pictured above, grunted at me. Winston curled into an even tighter ball. Unless it involves food, or reclining on a sunny lounge chair, I'm on my own before noon.
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