This morning I woke up to a large popping sound. As I tried to figure out what had woken me, I looked up and noticed the ceiling fan slowing down. Yep, we’d lost power. I immediately got up and grabbed a cup of coffee from the still warm pot. (Priorities, people!)
Needless to say, this threw my morning for a loop. I managed to make the boys some breakfast and pack their lunches with minimal opening of the refrigerator, but I forgot to feed myself. Then I ran them to camp. By the time I got home, it was a feels like of 90 degrees. I was going to jump on the treadmill until I realized that needed power. Duh.
So, I checked my list of ingredients for a successful run:
- hot? yep
- humid? oh yeah
- sunny? yep
- well hydrated? not at all
- fueled? not unless you consider eating the crusts from Shoo’s PB&J a good fueling strategy.
Having made sure I’d done everything I could to prepare to run, I headed out into my hilly neighborhood.
Is anyone surprised that it absolutely sucked? LOL. There was a whole lot of “suck it up, buttercup” and “that which does not kill you makes you stronger”. I reminded myself of what I tell my clients – just getting out there and doing *something* is a step in the right direction.
It wasn’t pretty, but it was a run and it didn’t hurt. And when I got home, there was power. My day is looking up. ;o)