Monday morning Erica was kind enough to come over and run with me at 5:00 am - she had a busy work day and needed an early start. Paco, who normally only gets to see her on Thursday mornings, was thrilled - he LOVES her. So cute - I think he really believes she's coming over to see him, not to run with me! The run was great fun as usual, but because we ran an hour earlier than we normally do, it was really dark, which made it hard to see roadkill until we were practically upon it (either a possum or armadillo - we didn't want to look too closely - and a snake)...gross! Tuesday evening Julia and I met with our running club and did speedwork at the track. It wasn't pretty - at 8:00 pm, it was still 96 degrees! But we got it done, and then had dinner afterward
I have a confession: some mornings, after I've finished my run? I come home, take a quick shower, throw on an old nightgown, and go back to bed (after I've had a chocolate milk and some Gatorade, of course). These 4:15 am wake up calls, coupled with my multiple wake ups during the night (I'm hot! I'm cold! I'm WIDE AWAKE! It's fun being me...) have been getting to me. The nice thing is that Paco lays on my legs during these naps, and that pressure feels good on them - I'm thinking he could be considered a reverse foam-roller. Anyway, I know I'm very lucky to be able to do this, and the best part is that when I wake up again (usually between 8 and 8:30 am) I feel refreshed, human, and ready to start my day - and I've already done my exercise, which is a nice bonus!
Awkward shot taken with iPad of my view when I woke up after my Monday morning nap...Paco and Henry sleeping on me. My little helpers!