but it's still dark outside

I want points. It’s 5:28 a.m. and I’m heading out the door to workout. I can barely tie my Asics Gel-Kayano X1 running shoes because my fingers are so sleepy. This is my second workout this week – a long way from the six a week I was doing before the last race, but a start none the less.

Charlie dropped the line yesterday, “I can’t wait to see you run the triathlon again this summer, mom.” Charlie’s off hand comment was much more effective in getting me out from under the puffy down comforter this morning than even the most evil drill seargent would have been.

I want to raise my children to believe they can accomplish anything they set their hearts on, and I know of no more effective way to do that than by example.

But yawn!

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