I did it! I actually did it. (Well, I attempted to do it.) I woke up this morning at 4:30, but unlike other mornings when my brain won’t shut down, all the things I need to do around the house didn’t start playing through my mind, urging me to start my day early. Nope! This morning all I could think about was going for a run. A run! With the move and all the travel, I haven’t run in two years. And I’ve never run first thing in the morning. Don’t even ask if I’ve ever set my alarm for any type of work out. Not even in my best days of exercising did I set my alarm to do it. I’m not a masochist!

So you can imagine my disbelief this morning. It wasn’t even daylight yet! After trying to remember where I left my taser (because safety first), I gave in and crawled out of bed. I quietly pulled out some workout clothing and slipped into the bathroom (careful not to wake the hubby), Looking down at my phone, I rolled my eyes, remembering my son ran my battery down to six percent before bed.

I was excited for the first time in my life to go for a run. Then I heard a subtle noise and went to the window. Peeking through the blinds, I frowned.

Rain! Really? I got up for that? With a scowl, I went back to bed. And, I actually fell asleep. Doesn’t matter that I own a treadmill. That’s not the point. I was in the mood to actually leave my house early in the morning to go on a run. That’s huge! (Since I’ve been slack on exercising lately, it probably would have been more like a walk/jog. But, hey, I’ll take it!)

Looking out my big office window, I see there’s a break in the rain. I could actually go for a run right now. But, it’s just not the same. I just finished sipping my hot tea, and I’m nice and comfy at my desk. Do I really want to leave it right now for a run? I mean, my little miniature schnauzer is enjoying my lap at the moment. *Sigh I feel like I need a morning nap.