I woke up this morning when the alarm went off. I specifically put it in another room last night because I wanted to ensure that I was going to get out of bed and get some exercise. I didn't count however, on Andy getting up and fetching the alarm the moment it went off.
My mind nudged my body.
"Wake up. You need to get some exercise."
My body ignored my mind. My mind nudged again. My body rolled over and went back to sleep. My mind yelled and my body silenced it by closing my eyes and drifting back into dreams.
When eventually my mind convinced my body to get up, it was time to go to work. The exercise that was supposed to be done this morning was not going to happen unless it was happening tonight. Once I woke up though, I wanted to kick myself for not getting up.
At 17h15 one of the sales consultants gave me a call - he had trouble configuring one of the pieces of software that he has to demo tomorrow. Oh joy, I was going to have to work past 17h30, which meant that after hitting peak hour traffic, I'd arrive at home after 18h30 and probably not get out for the run. That'd teach me!
Luckily Andy agreed to come with me. Him on the bike, me on my own two feet.
The first km felt like heaven. After getting a scare last week (my right leg was in pain after 300m of slow jogging), I felt thankful that there were no feelings of unease, no feelings of pain... just a lovely rhythm with each step that fell onto the tar. In the dark I couldn't see where I was going, but the light on Andy's bike gave me a bit of safety from possible pot holes taking my ankles as victims. After 4km there was 1km of flat road left to go. I picked up the pace because I could and once I was finished, the feeling of satisfied tiredness took its rightful place in my body.
We walked home and while Andy cooked food, I cycled for 20 minutes and stretched.
Its good to feel this way again :)
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