Glory Glory Good Morning!

I did it!  I got up early this morning and ran!  Woohoo!  I was so proud of myself.  For those of you that don't know, I hate mornings.  I had a terrible night's sleep, which didn't help.  But I mustered up the will power and got up just a little after 6:00.  I ran for 40 minutes, so about 4 miles.  Which after just running 6 the night before, was a little challenge.  As was being chased by a pit bull bright and early.  Neighborhood running is not my favorite.  I felt like I was waking up the entire neighborhood by the dogs barking at me, much less me yelling back at the pit bull to not eat me alive, all in the first 20 minutes of my run.  So I opted to keep the other 20 minutes of my run away from that part of the neighborhood.  And after running for 40 minutes, I had to hike up the gargantuous hill back to my house.  I couldn't possibly run it. 

It was Cold when I walked out the door this morning.  I actually went back inside and put on a long-sleeved shirt.  And then I ran the first quarter mile with my hands in the arm pits. Not*A*Morning*Gal.  But when I got done, I took a minute to lie in the hammock on the porch before I hit the shower.  That was *Wonderful.*  I could have laid there all morning.  But justice calls.

I was soooo proud of myself for getting up early this morning and running.  That doesn't mean I'll do it again tomorrow, however.  I even made it to work on time today.  That was pretty spectacular.  Until it wasn't.  But gahh-leee I'm whipped.  Another long day in the books.