Coffeeeeeeeeee

The first thing I do every morning is push the button on my coffee pot to start the brewing process, of course this is only if I remember to prep the coffee the night before—most night I do and I’m ever so thankful for my dad for teaching me this wonderful life lesson.

Next, I get on my computer with coffee, breakfast and emails. Not that I get important emails, but sometimes I do, or I check Facebook, Facebook is super important. Next I dink around on the internet, chat with my Mum and some other friends on Gchat. I’m generally up early enough that my east coast friends are at work and bored and I’m just waking for the day, so my grogginess and their coffee induced hyper is the perfect way to start my day.

Eventually I brush my teeth and put my running clothes on—I run, workout do something, then come back and start something else before work. I love my routine. I’m a very routine oriented person. Which is part of the reason I’m so scared of Thailand—I’m going to be thrown out of my routine completely and that’s a scary and exciting thought. I guess we’ll just have to see what my new routine will consist of…

New filter on my camera phone–OR it’s just broken…OR I’m purple and green in the morning–who knew?

 

Well, I’ve been up for about 2 hours now, drank a pot off coffee, I suppose it’s time to go run. What is your morning routine like? How did you deal with it when it got thrown off by… life?

Just a Few More Minutes…

Today was one of those mornings. One of those mornings that I planned on getting up and getting to the gym early. I planned on doing walking lunges, squats, kicks…I basically planned on kicking my lower body’s ass. But today was one of those days that I woke up 10 minutes before my alarm and reset for an hour from then. Then woke up 10 minutes before that alarm and did the same thing. I struggled to get out of bed, I didn’t even make coffee right away. It was one of those mornings I could have easily stayed in bed until work beckoned and I dragged my un-showered self to go sell shoes.

 

Instead, I forced my shoes on and laced up unwillingly. I walked out my front door with sleep still in the corners of my eyes, restarted my watch and started running. If I can go for 10 minutes, I can go for 30, that was this morning’s mantra, and it worked!

 

I’ve known for awhile that I generally can force myself to get out and exercise even in the most horrible conditions: weather, sickness, injury… rarely keeps me from getting out there. Now it’s time to take this mantra and use it in other aspects of my life, other goals I have for myself. It only takes a few minutes to start something and a few more moments to keep going at it. Starting is always more than half the battle for me—finishing is easy and is just a matter of pushing through.

How Do You Be?

Sometimes I feel like I need to be ‘reset’. The other day I got home from a run, put a pot of coffee on, hopped in the shower (I know! Shocking! But I did have to work later.) After I performed my socially necessary hygiene I grabbed a hot cup of coffee, got my book and sat back in bed, still wrapped in my towel, wet hair patiently drying into ringlets and I read.

My roommate walked by my room and poked her head in and said I look peaceful.  You know, I felt peaceful. My absolute favorite part of my day is the 20 or so minutes I try to allow myself after a run and shower. Enough time to relax, drink a cup of coffee and just be for a moment.

 

What do you do to just be?

 

Book, coffee, love

Book, coffee, love