Today has been an uninspiring brain-dead day. It started out in a frump, and was doomed ever since. I actually got my butt out of bed at 6:00 a.m. and got on the treadmill. Then I realize, Oh My God, I am not an athlete, I am a writer! I can’t workout before coffee! Before breakfast!!! What was I thinking?
So, afternoon workouts will resume immediately, and I promise myself I will never try that again. Awful!
I will keep waking up earlier in the morning though, with the hopes of beating the habit into me. If I crawl out of bed, curl up at my keyboard with a big fat cup of coffee by 6:00, I’ll have one whole glorious hour before Dylan wakes up, even on his earliest day. What a plan!
But yes, a dull, cold and rainy day. There was lots of cuddling in front of the TV with Dylan. There was Women’s Health, and some interesting articles from Poets & Writers about MFA programs that I won’t be going to any time soon. There was starting the Best American Short Stories 2007. There was a pretty darn good eggplant lasagna, if I may say so myself 😉