My early morning nap

This morning was unique: we woke up to country radio, snuggled for a song or two, then my Love rolled over to tag one he liked, but instead of starting his app, he turned off the radio. (Don't worry: I'm already well acquainted with the song and artist.)

So we hopped struggled, moaning and groaning out of bed, wondering why it just couldn't be Sunday again. Before we truly realized we were awake, we were dressed and out the door, ready to run. I told him I wouldn't tell anyone if we just walked today; but he refused, and said he didn't want to get back to the house too late, so we should run. Ugh. 

Yadda, yadda... we warmed up, ran, walked, ran, walked... cooled down. And then it was shower time, as usual. And I was more tired than usual, so I went back to bed, and napped from about 6:00 until 7:00.

So, that's what was so amazing and unique: I woke up at 4:15, and napped for an hour before I left for work. I loved waking up and remembering that I wasn't really in a hurry to run, or shower, or anything! I just had to get dressed and go. It was perfect.