I really should be showering

but I'm not. Obviously. The alarm went off this morning. And I heard it, loud and clear. That hardly ever happens. Maybe Jus turned up the volume? Who knows. The first thing that popped into my head was pact Jus and I had made last night, to run this morning. I'm not going to lie, I was hoping one of us would forget.

But he didn't.

So, we dragged our sorry selves out of bed and stumbled around the apartment, trying to find our running stuff. Jus was ready to go before I even had my shorts on. Sometimes, (like, a lot of the time) I'm jealous that boys can get ready so much faster than girls, or more specifically, Jus can get ready so much faster than me. I guess anyone could get ready faster than me without trying very hard, though. But, that's besides the point.

Anyway, we went for a super quick run (and by "quick" I mean short. One day, I'll mean "quick", for real). It was delightful. And sweaty. But mostly, delightful. Thanks Jus, for being so incredibly charming and debonaire (and handsome) enough to get me to run with you today. And maybe tomorrow, too.