There are few things in life I’m worse at than exercising in the morning. I think, if I had to rank the Top 10 Things At Which I’m Awful, my inability to get out of bed at 6:30am (which is, by the way, a perfectly normal time to wake up in the Adult World) would fall somewhere in here:
- Feeding myself real dinners most nights of the week (unless you count cereal, Eggos, or a PB & J as an adequate dinner)
- Taking my clothes out of the dryer in any kind of reasonable time
- Buddying up socks before putting them in my sock drawer
- Running in the morning
- Resisting the urge to puppy-shop on PetFinder.com
- Checking my voicemail
- Remaining patient when my computer malfunctions
I’m going to save 8 through 10 for myself, because who needs to know so many things I suck at?
Anyways, I fully intended to go for a 5-mile run this morning before work. All of the elements were working in my favor: I’d gone to bed at 10:45pm, so I had plenty of rest. The mornings are starting a lot earlier now, so there was already some sun in the sky. The high today is 58 degrees, so basically perfect. And I have plans after work tonight, making squeezing in a run that much more difficult in the evening.
So, of course, I glanced at my clock, shook my head, and set the alarm for 7:30 like usual.
As a punishment to myself, I took 10 minutes at work this morning to browse through some beautiful J Crew swimsuits, which made me feel equal parts bad about not running, and absolutely stoked to find time to run later today. Because damn, I’m ready for summer – I even found myself browsing Dewey Beach house rentals yesterday.
Oh, right. It’s not even March yet.
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