Walking in the Dark

I am so proud of myself. Beaming in fact. I got up at 6:00 AM this morning to exercise. This is quite the accomplishment for me seeing as how I am such a princess and require, nay, DEMAND my sleep.

I was smart and laid out my work-out clothes last night in the bathroom. I got up and dressed and headed out the door. There was something peaceful about being outside alone, in the wee hours of the morning. It was still dark. I walked/jogged again and it was a little easier than last time. Got home and stretched (which is my FAVORITE part of any workout) then showered and got ready for work. I know I'm pathetic but I really am so happy that I actually did it! Exercising is hard for me. I'm secretly thinking about running the Half Marathon with The Man in April but I can't actually commit to it yet because I know he'll hold me to it. I'm not sure I ready for that just yet. We'll see if I can do this exercise thing on a consistent basis first.

The Man is always telling me I can find time to exercise if it's a priority. It's moving up on the priority list. Why you ask, now of all times to become important? Well, I had a small panic attack a few weeks back when I thought I was gaining weight. It was one of those moments when I realized I'm not 16 anymore and I'm going to have to start working for my body. I hate getting old.