It is 9:29am and I am just back from a run. This is remarkable.
For some reason I woke at 7am today.
Well, I wake at that time most days when my better half is getting up for work, but it’s normally succeeded by being fast asleep again by half past.
But today, oddly I was awake, properly awake like not going back to sleep awake.
I pondered getting up, but found myself out of bed before I’d even reached a satisfying conclusion and started to potter.
I like to potter.
I was about to put a coffee on when that nagging voice in my head decided it too was awake. It was telling me how I always moan about how i wish when I went running I could go in the morning, as normally I go at lunchtime and get annoyed at how in the middle of my work [reading google reader] I have to go out for a whole hour in the glorious fresh air and make myself fitter and keeping me away from more work [anything on dave in the daytime].
so, begrudgingly I realised that it was early, I was awake and up, it would be foolish to waste this opportunity of going for a run at that time when people in films go for a run. Who knows when I’d next be awake this early?
So, off I went.
There are highs and lows of running at this time.
Highs:
- The light is a bit weird, or it is to me. Looks like it’s been through a filter
- People are getting on buses to go to work and I can keep saying “losers” under my breath
Lows
- Teenage girls walking to school looking (or rather not looking) at me
- Being a bit tired and nearly getting run over by an almost parked car
The parked car thing was in the road, the traffic snaking at a near standstill, I tried to cross in between cars, but saw a moped shooting up the side, so I waited, the moped let me through, I did a nice little “thank you that was nice of you, I expected you to be a cunt” kind of nod and walked.
But the car that I was near hadn’t moved, I think in my tired state I must have thought it would have, and I walked right into it.
Even now, with diagrams and different angle replay I can’t quite work out how I managed it. My water bottle whacked the car and I panicked. But the driver didn’t seem to notice.
That, I think, was when I started to run today