This morning I woke up a little after 6, and kept staring at my alarm clock, flipping back and forth between the time and the alarm, wondering why it hadn't gone off. It took me a while to realize that 6:18 was BEFORE 7:00. (sigh)
Last week my friend Cat and I started meeting at 6:30 to run around Schiller Park. So far, it's great. I'm tired, but I feel like it puts me in a good frame of mind for the day. We are using the Couch to 5K program, walking and running for about a half hour, slowly building up our stamina. I have been trying to start running, but needed a friend to help me get started. (Thanks Cat!)
I enjoy being up early and being in the park. The light is incredible. I am looking forward to watching summer progress through the changes in the flowers and trees. It's also fun to see all the dogs running around. And really, the light.
All it took was a week and here I am expecting to wake up at 6. The cat also now thinks I get up at 6. He kept coming in and checking on me to see if I was ready to play yet. This is at least better than the 4am that Frank would wake me at, wanting to go out. Plus Leo has yet to start hitting me on the head to wake up. (Let's hope he doesn't figure that out.)
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