My Morning

I heard Gus way too early this morning and was scared to see what time it was...

4:50

Oh my Lord! I went out and he was standing in the hall outside his room talking. I put him back down in his bed and when I went to shut his door he started crying.

5:00
I go in to ask him to please whisper because his (very grumpy when woken up) sister is still sleeping. I try to impress on him that it's way too early to be awake. I show him the darkness outside the window. I change his diaper hoping that will help him go back to sleep. Nope, he wants to put his clothes on.

5:05
Gus fully dressed playing in his room, talking, singing, coloring.

5:20
I give up on the dream of sleeping and get dressed to go running.

5:30
I open the door to let the dog out and see that it's pouring outside.
Awesome.

5:45
I head out into the rain to run hills.

This doesn't really seem like a big deal but I used to HATE running in the rain. As in I would take off my shoes and go back to bed if I opened the door and saw it was pouring. So it's a HUGE step for me that I don't let it stop me. I've now done enough rainy runs to know that once I'm wet, I'm wet and it's really not that bad. It's actually a lot worse once I stop and my clothes start to stick to me and I notice how squishy my feet are.

Running these hills without Coach BB went ok. I was trying to push myself and not just show up but I felt like it wasn't quite enough. I'll call it room for improvement and move on to the next workout. I faithfully did my butt kicks and my high knees and my grapevines but then for the last one I did something new. I'm calling it a Happy Hill and I just tried to run hard and enjoy it. I smiled (something I've been trying to do more while running) and put my shoulders down and felt grateful.

Thank you for hills and strength for climbing. 

I'm not quite at a gratitude point with Gus's early rising. We are trying different things but hoping to break this cycle before it becomes the new normal. Any suggestions from my loyal readers would be appreciated! Tomorrow it's a 7 miler at race pace with my beloved hill. Bring the pain!!

Gus and I doing our crunches and agreeing to disagree about what time to wake up