The Fishermen, originally uploaded by Sara May.

Like this morning.

I got up a little early so I could go for a quick run before work.

See, I love staying at Chris's because that means I will actually get to bed at a decent time (last night: 11) instead of my usual, oh, 1:30 a.m.

So far, it's just meant that I get an extra good, nine-hour night of sleep. This morning, however, as I wasn't really sleep-deprived starting out last night, I had no excuse to not get up early.

Chris got up before 6. I managed to drag myself out of the all-too-comfortable bed at 7:30. Went for a little, half-hour run. At the halfway point, I went through a break in the buildings onto the sand, where I decided to continue my run back to Chris's.

The water was completely flat. It was gorgeous, and so inviting, especially with the sun starting to beat down on me.

I was simultaneously cursing the fact that I had to be in the office in exactly one hour and that I didn't get out of bed much earlier; I could've gone on a longer jog and finished it with a dip in the ocean.

But, my, what a good way to start the day. Usually it's just a 40-minute mad dash from bed to the car; I don't catch my breath until I sit down at my desk at work. I hate starting my days out like that, but am so self-indulgent when it comes to sleep.

Tonight is the PetSmart shift. Maybe after I can get to bed at a decent time and do a run around the suburbs in the morning. Cross your fingers for me. :D

¶ 12:06 PM