Yesterday morning, I arose to the chirps of birds and the beautiful spring weather. The sun was just rising, painting the sky an orangish-pink. Usually it takes a lot to get me out of the bed in the morning, but this time, it was easier than ever.
I put on my workout clothes, told my mom I was leaving out, and did a little stretching in order to avoid post-exercise aches. My CD player was going to be a problem. I had no type of holster to hold it in place, so I was carrying it throughout my run. It kept stopping and going as my movements disrupted the CD rotation. But my song choice more than compensated for it. AC/DC kept me going. "TNT" kept me from stopping.
It was the first time in a long time that I said I was going to do something immensely difficult and went through with it. I didn't run this morning (a friend of mine was over and I had to direct her to all of her basic toiletries) but I'm planning on going again tomorrow.
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Tomorrow is C-Day (TRITE). I'm arriving downtown Friday at the crack cocaine of dawn to see Conan O'Brien. My last two standby attempts have failed. The only shot I have is getting there insanely early to wait. Preparation is the key. Comfortable shoes, food, and some type of stuffed piece of furniture are quite essential. Hopefully, I'll get in. If I don't, well, there's always next life.
My legs are really sore.
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