When it's the toughest...

After completing my 3-mile run tonight down in Ajo's beautiful town plaza, I started getting that familiar pang in my stomach - it was well past the time for me to eat. By the time my meeting got out at 6, then I got done talking to the project manager by 6:15-ish, then Lyd around 7, I had decided that if I went to the store right away, I'd never make it on my run tonight. So I decided to do the run first then feed the beast. Well, that's when this wheat-free thing is the toughest. When I've waited too long to eat and all I really want to do is go down to the local grocery and pick up a frozen pizza. Or some potato and cheese pierogis. Or a Morningstar corn dog. So much for all of that. On tonight's menu: breakfast. Eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns. Over and done in about 10 minutes flat. These times are the times when it's the toughest...