I got up at 3:45 to feed Angelica last night, and by the time I could lay her back down at 4:15, I figured I might as well stay up, since my alarm goes off at 4:45 anyways. There was a torrential downpour as I walked the dog at 5, but it had cleared up into a light drizzle by the time I got to school. So with it raining and on a little over four hours of sleep, how did I decide to spend my lunch hour? Running in my Vibram’s, of course.
Co-workers ask me how I can do it, but that’s really the wrong question. The question is: how could I not? No one questions that I now need two (or three!) cups of coffee to get me through the morning; no one would question wanting and finding time for a beer with diner. I was exhausted and stressed today, so I went for a run — it woke me up, cleared out my mind, let me relax and take a deep breath and be able to take on the rest of the day. I didn’t run fast, and in fact didn’t even take a watch. I just went running. And it felt great.
Distance: 3 miles Time: Not Recorded