Left work today on a frigid, crisp morning. My drive-home breakfast was the last banana from my work stash. I love throwing the peels out the window at highway speed and seeing how far they will sail.
While carrying all my junk to my car I felt a "pop" under my foot.
There was my banana. Squished. Uneatable.
The funny thing is that when Supervisor Joni later left she saw the smashed fruit and wondered if it was mine.
I gave up a 2-3 gallon Turkey Hill green tea addiction. Cold turkey.
All because of Crossfit.
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