Snack Hunting

All that rock-pushing earlier made my stomach rumble! I marched over to the kitchen counter to scout out some serious fuel. Right next to a big wooden bowl, I found a giant cluster of dark red grapes. Perfect! I jumped up onto a folded linen towel, grabbed one plump grape with both hands, and gave it a solid tug until it snapped free with a tiny pop. It's almost the size of my head, cool and sweet. A true warrior never skips post-workout fuel!