Ten Things of Thankful on a Sunday Morning Run.
It’s been freezing here for most the week.
Broken pipes type of freezing.
And when it wasn’t frigid it was raining.
Grass squishing like a furry sponge under your galoshes kind of drenching.
So when my running buddies asked if I wanted to run this morning at 7:30, I countered with 7 so I could be back and help get everyone presentable for church.
Super.
Until the alarm went off this morning.
Pooh. Seven a.m. runs mean 6 a.m. alarms.
What friend of mine would let me suggest such a thing much less agree to it?
Ten reasons I’m glad they did.
10.
I stopped to take this photo. While I was struggling to get my gloves on and off my buddies flew on ahead. But the morning light was so lovely.
9. I got a few sips of coffee alone in the semi-dark house before I left. Quiet. My spirit drank it in.
8. It was cold but not that cold. I dressed perfectly. Not too much layered on. Nor too little. Just right.
7. Got a few laughs in running with my homies. No better way to start the day than with laughter.
6. We tried a new route. Same distance but with a lot more hills. Better cardio.
5. Took the dog with us. Early morning walk for him checked off the list. Who says I can’t multitask?
4. Exercise done (for the human as well) by 8:05 a.m.
3. Not worrying about dodging a single car. Exercising early on a Sunday means most everyone else is still in bed. Or at least in their p.j.s.
2. The sense of peace one gets in quiet beauty when your heart is pumping at a comfortable pace.
1. Quiet, low light and laughter. Nothing better.
What were you thankful for this week?
