Woke up a tad late (6:03 am) but hauled myself outside for Day 2 Run (its about 25 degrees, not too horrible). Despite the ongoing internal fight around wanting to stay in warm bed vs. walking out into cold darkness, I tend to remember that I always feel so much better afterwards. And this is true today, getting into work before everyone else, I love that my legs feel a bit tired and my brain feels a bit peaceful.
From my last attempts at this running thing last Fall, I developed a bit of a routine - basically get out the door before I really wake up and realize what I'm doing; tune into Fresh Air and run my predictable route around the compound; get back, have a glass of cold water and check the headlines on the computer before jumping in the shower. I used to loathe routine, felt like it was the death knell of getting old, but its starting to feel comforting to me. After all, I am 45 now...
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