Mornings
I never thought I would say mornings are the best part of my day. I have always been a night owl. I have actually screamed, punch, and thrown things when people have woken me in the past. Yep, I hated mornings. Now I jump out of bed ready to lace up my running shoes and hit the pavement. I look forward to winding through the neighborhood streets and looking at the things I never see while I am driving. I stroll for a bit taking in the sunrise and the cool morning air, then I pick up the pace until I am soaking with sweat and my blood is flowing through my veins. Then I come home and have a well balanced breakfast, shower and get ready for the rest of my day. I love knowing that the first hour of my day was total me time. I am so grateful for the healthy changes in my life. They have made turning 30 last month more bearable.
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