Don't let all this beauty fool you.....it was a COLD ride this morning. September is certainly differentiating herself from August. My hands were numb and had lost all dexterity by the time I got home. Its been a while since I wanted a a hot, hot shower when I got home from a workout instead of an icy cold one.
Considering I'm a slow mover in the morning, its dark until 6:20am now, it was going to be cold, and the dog decided to puke as I was filling up my water bottle....I'm pretty proud of myself for getting out there and gettin' it done. (though the real credit goes to my workout buddy -- thanks for the accountability!) 20 miles in before work. Not bad.
You do get some amazing scenery in those early morning hours. I can see how people get addicted to the early workouts. There seems to be a small stretch of time from just before sunrise until not too long after where the world is still kind-of groggy and half alert. The sun's not quite up to full brilliance yet, and everything just kind-of suspends in this quiet, sweet morning glow.
But then you almost get run down by a gravel truck 5 minutes from home and your peaceful morning bliss comes to a screeching halt. A nice little welcome back to the rat race adrenaline kick, I guess. Just a little reminder to be thankful for all the mornings we get. Whether we're up to enjoy them or not.