I feel physically drained. But in a good way. I'm going to sleep like a baby tonight. In fact, I probably could fall asleep right now and not wake up until tomorrow morning. Given that it isn't even 7pm though, I will restrain myself from crawling into bed before I've even had dinner.
today was the last of the 4:30am wake-up calls for a long, long time. I
consider myself to be a morning person, but prefer to wake up with the
sun. Not hours before. Mad props to those people that can either A)
exist on just a few hours of sleep or B) be disciplined enough to go to
sleep early enough to wake up refreshed at 4:30am.
After working and leaving at a reasonable hour (why do I still feel guilty about this?), I came home to relax for a short while. Then I got on the treadmill and got so wrapped up in finishing a movie that my 4 miler turned into 7 miles. Sweet!
days of running in a row coupled with physical work days beginning at
4:30am have left me pooped though! I actually kind of enjoy feeling
this way when I don't have anything pressing to do. I mean, the house needs cleaning, but it'll be dirty and waiting for me tomorrow too.
Tomorrow I am going to dinner with a dear friend/former coworker. I have the weekend off.
11 miles in the books already and it's only Tuesday. A customer of mine
brought me a cake yesterday because he was appreciative that I always
make him a cup of coffee when he comes in. Guess I cashed in some of those good karma points. Better keep paying it forward to build up my karma points bank.