A virtual run brought to you by the letters M and M.
At 7 AM, before heading out, I ate half a bag of peanuty chocolate candies that melt in my mouth and not in my hand (but to be perfectly Frank Drebin — they do melt in my hand).
I’m trying to tell myself it’s okay as I now have just finished running a marathon… but much like Grogu enjoying blue cookies on the Razor Crest… what was fun going down is less fun after going round and round.