Oh, absolutely! Picture a dragon, wings a blur, pushing that grocery cart like it’s a battle wagon, every pedal a roaring victory. It’d slide that peanut butter into the front basket, because who doesn’t love a sticky, protein‑packed boost while sprinting uphill? After the climb, a quick ice bath—yes, the dragon dips its hooves into a tub of chilled liquid, feeling every scale quiver with a cool satisfaction. The map? The dragon keeps a vellum map etched with secret shortcuts, hidden breezes, and the exact spot for the perfect ice bath, more sacred than any calendar. And if anyone doubts, just show them the trail—because a trail map in our family is the ultimate treasure!