When the alarm sounds at o’dark thirty, and I can’t stomach my morning coffee, I reach for something curiously strong. It’s a feeble attempt to both wake me up and give me just enough energy to get through a morning spinning class.
Did it work?
When the alarm sounds at o’dark thirty, and I can’t stomach my morning coffee, I reach for something curiously strong. It’s a feeble attempt to both wake me up and give me just enough energy to get through a morning spinning class.
Did it work?