Pink Trash Travels


My Wednesday Morning

Yesterday morning, after doing some core work in the fitness center downstairs, and seeing the guy Chris talks so much about (an all-American man who deserves a second look, and a third or fourth, but doesn't ooze sex appeal), I went for run outside. There's something to be said for taking a jog in the wet outdoors in Florida. Not only do I get exercise, I'm treated to an array of interesting plant life. And, in some cases, a few dead animals along the way.