Tomorrow is officially not Monday, so it stands to reason that it'll be okay when my alarm goes off at 4:20 a.m. And I will jump out of bed, get dressed, and run! Why do I want to do this so desperately? Because of the way I feel AFTER a run. Not because I love waking up early. Not because I love doing things like running so early in the morning.
Honestly, it was a decent week for running; I had a few great runs. Even in the heat, it was nice. I melted a little, but it made me feel so great, just to have been out there, doing something. Taking advantage of the nice outdoors, living in a flat-and-fast valley, smelling the amazing jasmine, taking time to stop and snap a few pictures of some awesome flowers (because everything grows here).
All in all, as usual, the weekend went double-time, and I didn't get done half of what I wanted to get done. And next weekend doesn't look promising for getting those things done, either. Oh, boy...summer is always so busy.
I need to remember to savor the moments. Such is life, I suppose. Everyone needs a reminder every once in a while, to live in the moment. Enjoy life.