a foggy morning run.
my alarm went off this morning, & i silenced it. i was supposed to get up & meet a friend at the gym.
my alarm went off again. this time i turned it off & stayed in bed. and when my friend texted to let me know she wouldn't be making it to the gym, i thought about going back to sleep. but if i don't get up when my alarm first goes off, i'll sleep way too late & end up having to put my makeup on at work.
and no one likes to put their makeup on at work.
so i rolled out of bed, slid my chilly feet into borrowed slippers, & went downstairs. i contemplated coffee, watched a little of the news, then decided: i'm getting my run out of the way early today.
i pulled on a sweatshirt & sweatpants - it's cold outside on louisiana october mornings. the cold air stung my lungs, yes. and the park was still foggy, the ground still wet with dew, yes. but once i was out there, putting the miles behind me, i knew i made the right choice. i knew that starting the day out ahead really is what makes me the happiest, the most content - what makes me feel like i have my life together.
on this particular run, i saw children getting onto school buses, men in suits (there is an interestingly-placed law office in my neighborhood), a man walking his child to school, & a fellow early-morning runner.
and it was nice to see that everyone was doing their own personal version of monday morning activity. the earth was already humming with action & conversation & productivity.
and it was then i realized: how lovely it would be to be an early morning person.
maybe i will be.