I had one of those yucky moments where I woke up at 5’ish, rolled around, realized I wasn’t going to be able to go back to sleep, and had to get up even though I was tired. *cue world’s smallest violins* Needless to say, a lovely cup of black coffee got my day started. I must point out (although the picture is awful) that my coffee was in a husband-made cup–he does pottery!
A short while later, after preschool drop-off, I fed my daily habit and discovered that my local Dunkin Donuts WAS out of styrofoam yesterday, as it was back in stock today. Mystery solved. Thank God I was on the case.
The hard thing now is that I’m tired again (mid-day slump anyone?) and making a third dose of coffee. The difficult part about teaching at night is you have to get jazzed up right around slump time, and then you’re all wound up afterwards. *cue more tragic violins*
And because bad things come in 3’s, my iPad died with less than a mile left of the easy 8 for today, RIGHT as I was getting to a good part of The Fall. #firstworldproblems, I know. I decided to treadmill it today, because it’s COLD and I’m SICK AND TIRED OF IT! I just can’t stomach another really cold run. I’ve done it in colder, windier days, but I’m at my end.
It was also supposed to be a tempo run today, but I had to shuffle my runs around. I’m doing my long run tomorrow since I’ll be super busy this weekend, and stacking the tempo run back-to-back with my long run seemed like a bad idea. So I’ll skip this weeks’ tempo run (*whew! I mean, too bad…I, uh, love speed training…)
One thing I was heartened to see during/after my run (out the window in front of the treadmill) were the beginnings of tiny tiny buds on a very bare tree. The very first winks of spring are creeping out. Just as we are losing faith, something reminds us to hold on just a bit longer. With that gem, I leave you.