When Mariah asked if I wanted to run the Monument early this morning, I looked out the window and thought, who cares what I look like I won't see anyone I know.
You know where this is going, right?
Why shower before running. Who needs make-up? A sloppy-knot pony tail will suffice.
Dear God in heaven, if that wasn't enough ... add 1-1/2 hours of sweating running those monstrous monument stairs over and over and over, then walking the park.
As Mariah and I are walking to run our last few times up, I see a familiar car parked along side of mine and a very pleased with himself hot guy smiling getting out of the car.
Yep, prince charming wanted to see what hot-mess looked like!
