June 18-It's a good day

There is nothing like an early morning run to give you a total attitude shift. The birds are singing, people are walking their dogs, houses are waking up and all seems right with the world. I know, I know, there are a few of you who will argue vehemently that running, at 6am no less, is not exactly what you would call a good time. But I beg to differ and I challenge you to try it. Just once. I am not going to lie, it's been a tough week. Work has been busy, I had a free lance job that had me up until 3 am on Tuesday night, I have been on an emotional roller coaster and I have had moments where I just wanted to crawl under my covers and hide. When my alarm went off this morning, I was surprisingly not exhausted.  I made a mental note that I would just take an easy run. Start out slow. I was scheduled to run 35 minutes but since my run yesterday got ixsnayed (how exactly do you spell that?) I decided to try to go a little longer so I don't pay for it on my run Saturday. SO I hopped out of bed and laced up my now getting very dusty running shoes and off I went. I typically walk out of my complex and then start running once I get to the main street. It gives me time to warm up a little and get the legs moving. I hit the dirt path and the running began. After a few minutes I noticed that I didn't feel like I was running as slow as I was on Tuesday. I checked my techno geek GPS watch and saw that yes, my pace was a little more normal. Well that is good news. And I actually felt pretty good. Which was really good news. Mentally it gave me a boost and I think I said Good morning to every single person I passed on the trail. I try to anyway but today I think I was especially animated. I think I scared a couple people. Sometimes CA just doesn't know what to do with a Southern Girl. I do an up and back run and I noticed that I was a little farther on the trail once it was time to turn around. The best part of that is that the return is mostly a slight downhill grade so yep, I go faster. Mind you I am not a blur or anything, but with the right tunes I get going at a pretty good clip. By the time I hit stop on the watch I was at 38 minutes and 4 miles with a smile plastered on my face. I think I even did a fist punch in the air. I hope my neighbors were still sleeping. :) Anyway, long story long, it felt really good and it set the tone for my whole day. I feel better, I feel more positive, I feel energized, I feel like some of the micro chats I had with God out there this morning gave me some clarity and some hope. And isn't that what all of us are looking for on a daily basis. So go on out and take a run. I dare ya.