5:15... beep....beep....beep....

That's the time I woke up this morning. I checked my phone to see if I had a few extra minutes to sleep. My alarm was set for 5:20am so that I would get up and go run a mile. Yes, a mile...just a mile. But that's enough for my body that early in the morning. I slipped my sneakers on and audaciously made my way into the dark. Although Lecrae is a rap artist, it's peaceful for me to listen too. "Ooh Ahh" came on and I began running... oh my feet felt heavy this morning.

I don't remember what I was thinking about while I ran. Something... obviously it wasn't that important because I don't remember it. But, it felt good nonetheless and I was very happy to have gotten a mile in by the time 5:45 hit.

I always have great hopes for the day. I set some goals: write Justine, reply to emails, journal, read, call mom, etc. They're not difficult at all, just normal, everyday things a person might do. But for some reason I have not been very good about actually "doing" those things.

My boss brought me a coffee this morning-thank you nurse Lori-so I'm going to go get my pens and paper so I can write some letters. I like to say I'm not addicted to cofee, I just like it a lot. But having coffee always helps me relax and get things done. It's amazing stuff.