What I do in the dark for friends.
The longer I have been getting up in the morning — the harder it’s become.
Arising to an alarm to go exercise in the dark takes it to another level.
I was to get up and run with friends this morning.
When my alarm went off at 4:15, I wasn’t so sure.
I lay in bed while an inner survival-of-the-fittest battle raged inside my immobile frame.
Who was the stronger? The sleepy me. Or the tired me who wanted to exercise.
That’s a.m.
Thirteen minutes before takeoff, the tired-me-who-knew-she-needed-to-meet-her-friends decided to get out of bed and head for the coffee pot.
Once the caffeine started brewing, there was no turning back.
I got dressed.
Don’t laugh. Okay, laugh if you need a laugh.
Coffee was done with a few minutes to spare.
I took a self portrait.
See. It is really dark at 5 a.m.
I couldn’t find a hair brush and time was running short.
Decided it didn’t matter a lick what my hair looked like because it’s 5 a.m..
I wrapped my hair in a ponytail and headed outside with the dog.
Here he is . . . .
He’s right down there. Can’t you see him?
Well, we waited and stretched and before we knew it, three little weaving beams of light headed across the street toward my driveway.
Our merry band headed out and ran a little over four miles.
That’s about all we do on days most of our pack has to head to jobs outside the home.
Got back in and stopped at the coffee.
This time I stood in front of the pot, I felt more awake and refreshed.
If if only my mind had been like this the moment the alarm sounded at 4:15.
What I do in the dark for friends?
I guess it’s more what friends do in the dark for me.
Do you exercise early in the morning? Or after work?
Linking up with Greta @Gfunkied and Julie @Mamamash for another Wednesday’s iPPP.
