I have been totally impressing myself in my ability to wake up every single morning at 5:30 and go for a run. The runs are not long or even particularly aerobic, but they manage to get my wiggles out and allow me to sit in my chair for the next eight hours (plus another damn hour in the frigging car) without feeling like I am going to diiiiie.
In related news, however, I am REALLY ready for daylight savings time to be OVER. I know, I know, I'll be driving home in the dark from now on (ACK). But at least I will have begun the day in the twilight, instead of the pitch black dark. I am SO SICK of running in the dark. Yes, I can see the stars (such as they are over south metro Denver), and it's nice to be learning the constellations, et cetera, but folks, I RUN INTO stuff. Okay, once. But still. Sick of the dark.
2 comments:
Man, I wish we lived in the same town so you could drag my ass out at 5:30 a.m. for a run. Maybe someday!
I HATE dark mornings. Nothing puts me in a funky mood faster. Bleh.
I would totally drag your ass out of bed for a run. I might even use Helen's Hello Kitty whistle. Then my transition to "slightly strange gym teacher" would be complete.
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