I think I ate too much cake last night because my dreams were ALL over the place.
I’m going to spare you all the details. . . but maybe 2 pieces of cake at 930 PM isn’t the best idea. Just saying. . .
totally worth it though…
By the time I snapped out of dream world, it was 725, which means no AM workout. Normally I’d be frustrated about that, but this morning I was A-OK with it.
Partly because last nights yoga class was tough on the shoulder work and I woke up with a creak in my neck and back. . . (nothing some stretching and aspirin through out the day can’t help)
And also because I wanted to give myself the option of running outside today, and the AM’s are starting to be dark and cold here around Denver… I can handle cold OK, but I cannot handle dark, and especially not dark AND cold. AM runs are probably going to be stuck on the treadmill for the most part from here on out. . . But at least now I have options for tonight.
My workout options for tonight are:
Option 1: Run hill repeats outside
Option 2: Mile repeats/speed work on the treadmill
Last week all of my runs were done on the friendly little machine, so I am hopeful to get outdoors. I’ll keep you all up to date.
The REAL odd part of the morning. . .
I got ready and was out the door by 810, my normal time.
I ran downstairs and was out the door, ready for a quiet ride to work.
Until I hit this. . .
In the year plus that I’ve lived in Denver, I have only hit traffic ONCE on my way to work, and the first time I was actually able to avoid it.
So, this mornings traffic was the first time I’ve had to sit in commuters traffic since moving to Denver.
The odd part?
I was happy to see the traffic. I sat back, and just relaxed. I actually ENJOYED the slow move of the traffic and the fact that no matter what I did, I couldn’t go anywhere. Traffic was completely out of my control. Normally that would freak this Type-A girl out. . . but instead this morning I basked in it. I knew I was going into a crazy day at work, so I took traffic as a bit of quiet time before the day.
What has gotten into me? I actually ENJOYED traffic?
After about 30 minutes, I made it up to the wreck. Fortunately. people seemed to be walking around and OK, but there were at least 5 cars and some looked pretty seriously impacted. My thoughts are with everyone in the wreck. . . I hope everyone made it out safely.
So anyway — that’s my odd morning. Weird dreams, sleeping through a workout, and ENJOYING traffic. Who am I becoming?
Question of the Day: Have you ever been happy to hit traffic?
Today was definitely a first for me. . .