On Friday, I told you guys I was thankful for my brother. Still am. Kid is taking his SATs Saturday, so send him your good vibes, PS.
Saturday, I stepped outside of my house, and it literally smelled like a Yankee Candle, “Autumn Sunrise” or something. I stood and sniffed the air for a few seconds before I had to be over at the stinky gym. Scents just weren’t the same. I am so thankful for beautiful weather here in NC in the fall.
On Sunday, I was extra grateful for that extra hour – it allowed me to wake up a little earlier, pour myself a mimosa, and go cheer on some friends in the City of Oaks Marathon – a move that would prove to be deadly, as, for some ungodly reason, I’m considering another one. If I tell you guys I’m running another one before our wedding, slap the shit out of me. I don’t have time to be running 20 miles on Sunday mornings right now. Halfs (halves, idk!) are fine, fulls are off-limits. Unless I get a really good deal on Rock n’ Roll Raleigh. Ugh. What is wrong with me?
Today, I’m so grateful that I was able to lace up a pair of shoes and head out the door before work for a quick run. It means that when I’m done with work, I’m DONE, and I get to go home and enjoy my evening, without the pressure of a looming workout standing between me and dinner. It’s wonderful to get your assignments done before they’re actually due, huh?