I'm not sure if I'm just going to stick with the countdown, actually. It works for now, because I'm too lazy to think of anything else.
I dragged myself out of bed at about 5 this morning; I slept in my running shirt to try and cut out any excuses this morning. I always enjoy my morning runs, they make the whole day better- it's crawling out of bed and getting to them that is so damned hard. Leaving my superwarm bed to get dressed in my freezing room is always such a challenge. Thirty- five minutes this morning, at sunrise, one of those runs where I am in love with the world. My iPod tells me I puled my fastest training mile yet this morning, although it certainly didn't feel like I was working that hard. It was a gorgeous morning that I really, really want to try and replicate more often.
I even made it to breakfast, where they were serving bread pudding. Is this a breakfast food? I thought it was a dessert, but I was so thrilled to see it served I didn't want to get too persnickety about the when it was served bit. I'm not sure orange juice, coffee, a cheese omelette and bread pudding are the cornerstones of a healthy breakfast, exactly, but it did a lot to make up for a crappy lunch.
Side note: one of Sam's moose mittens is nearly complete. How sad is that? One. At this pace, I expect I'll be finishing the second mitten in July. My knitting mojo is pretty low lately- I'm not finishing much. It matches my overall state of distraction, I suppose. Everything seems almost- but- not- quite- finished these days.