Beep, beep, beep … WHAM!
(Wait 5 minutes, Repeat 3 times)
Good thing the clock is set for 15 minutes ahead, bad that I remember this daily, thus defeating the purpose.
Ugh, hello 5:30am, we meet again.
O, what I wouldn’t do to spend just 30 more minutes wrapped up in the wonderful world of down feathers and Egyptian cotton – just 10 more? No, today is the day. Spring is here and so is my thrice weekly morning run routine.
After a dramatic peeling back of the covers and two feet plunged down to the cold floor below, I am up. Fearing my ability to procrastinate might rear its ugly head; I laid out clothes (ok, a matching outfit) last night. In mere minutes I had managed to morph into something out of a jazzercise video, minus the neon pink
**chills – none of which came from the 45-degree weather**
Had I seriously contemplated trading any amount of additional sleep to miss this beautiful sunrise?!
I strolled down the long desolate driveway to the street, never once looking down. The colors were vivid, the air was fresh and the silence was calming. Crossing the street I took to the trail with a deep breath and long stride. Then, just before the start of mile 3, I hit the pause button on the iPod and stopped, looked up and couldn’t help but think again about what I would have missed if I had taken those 30 additional minutes.
I hope you all join me in an effort to use the snooze button less and less each morning.