Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Morning People

I am not a morning person.  This used to not be a not-so-bad thing because I didn't really have to talk to anyone for a couple of hours.  But since the little one started school a couple of years ago, this is not the case.  And to make matters worse, she is not a morning person either.  And this morning was one of "those" mornings. 

Two non-morning people, and one of us is only seven years old.  Guess who's mood conquers all.  Even though I am able to stop her tears and get a smile before I walk out the door, my day stays affected, and it's hard to shake off. 

So as I am heading home for my lunch break, I decide I can go for a quick mile run.  The weather was nice, and it wasn't even 90 degrees yet.  I figure it can be two-birds-one-stone kind of thing.  So I got dressed and took off.   No phone, no music, no Garmin-just me and the trail.  I think I ran a mile, and I think my pace was good; but I have no way of knowing for sure. It has been so wonderful having a reprieve from the weather, I was grateful to be able to get a small run in to relieve some stress.

I had to leave work a few minutes early, so I got home before my mom made it home with the morning angel.  I met her at the door; and sure enough, she had a wonderful day.  We had a good evening at home-much better than the morning, and I taught her how to play the first stanza of Baby Beluga on the piano. 

As she settled in to watch a TV show, I left to go to Lydia's strength toning class.  I haven't been in a while, but I know this is the area I have seriously neglected.  It was a tough class.  We worked our shoulders and tricpets.  Then she focused on legs with squats and lunges.  After that, we moved onto the matt to work our abs, and OMG did we work our abs.  We worked our whole body, and she was very sure to make sure we were in proper form.  She's a funny lady; I think I like her because she reminds me of my aunts.  Sitting her right now, I really feel it in my arms the most with the abs running a close second.  I am looking forward to feeling the soreness tomorrow.

But not as much as I'm looking forward to a better morning with the little one.

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