Every other post on Facebook this morning was something along the lines of how cruel it is to be grey/raining/AAAAAND Monday morning... so I didn't even put pants on. Well, I mean, technically I had 'pants' on. Leggings are pants. But, in my book, anything elastic doesn't count.
The rain held out most of the day,
in fact, it didn't start raining until I started running.
...wait, what? Yah, I'm pretty sure that's how RAIN works.
If I get my car washed, it rains.
If I run outside, it rains.
Miles and miles of DARK clouds
I was actually 100% going to run on my treadmill when THIS BROAD called me out on being a wimp...
Sooo, I ran outside.
And it turns out, I didnt melt.
I didn't take my makeup off, and acquired a sweet RACCOON eye in the rain. The baby slept the whole time, thanks for the support, PRINCESS.
It turns out she didn't melt either.
|Day 8 Streaking|
I'm happy I sucked it up and ran outside, it was actually NICE.
I felt pretty good for the duration,
which is a nice change!
Ryan has the show PAWN STARS on right now,
and some lady sold some fancy / rare type of $5.00 dollar bill to the store for $4,000.00
While I did take Economics in college, I'm no expert, buuut maybe that's why the economy is twisted...
So, I have a few single dolla dolla bills ya'll,
if ya want to send me some benjamins, we can call it even!
heads I win, tales you lose.