Jonathan.
My alarm rang at 4:30am and even though I was sleepy, I dragged myself out of my bed, headed to the living room to practice all what Mr Vertigo taught me yesterday.
I was feeling like hell. My entire body from my neck to my feets hurt like hell but notwithstanding, I wanted to score the perfect walk.
No sooner had I started my practice had I little heard footsteps entering the living room.
"You're up already? Isn't it too early?" Alena dragged out in a sleepy voice.
"Yes, You're up early too princess" Alena moved over to the fridge, brought out a cartoon of milk and drank from it directly.
"What did I tell you about using a cup, Alena?" I scolded.
"Cut me some slack, Dad." She dropped the cartoon of milk back in the fridge. Watching me practice, she commented. "You'
