I got up this morning EARLY to meet a friend for a run. And I'm not talking 7:00am early, or even 6:30. I'm talking 5:15. I woke up at 5:15 this morning, got my butt out of bed and chose to enjoy the company of a friend and the beautiful view along East Cliff Drive rather than the warmth of my bed. I think it's one of the best decisions I've made in awhile.
There is something about being up that early, when it feels like no one else is awake. It makes you appreciate–it makes ME appreciate being alive. Getting out of the car, stretching my legs, lengthening my stride as we settled into a good, sweat inducing pace. I forgot how good cold morning air feels on my face, how good it feels to breathe it in deeply as I find my cadence.
And the sunrise...oh the sunrise! It was so beautiful. To think that the sun rises each morning and I miss it more often than I appreciate it...sometimes I wonder if I've got my priorities straight. Don't get me wrong the reasons that keep me up late: a good book, just one more row on a beautiful scarf or hat, sweet kisses and whispered I love yous, these are all good reasons to stay up late and sleep in a few extra minutes.
But this morning I remembered a few good reasons to wake up early: alone time, the smells and sounds of the ocean, the burnt orange of the sky.
2 comments:
Cheer from another early rising soul :)
wow! that is early! you're a trooper! i think once i am out, i like it, it is just climbing out of the warm blankets that really is difficult for me.
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