It feels so good...

To have my longest run of the week out of the way already. This week was supposed to be a screwed up week, where I started with small mileage and progressively got longer as the week went on. I hate doing longer runs on Wednesday and am usually ass tired by that time of the week anyway, so I thought that I'd switch things up a bit and work my way down from longest short run to shortest short run. So, having said that, I ran six miles this morning.
Those who know me, know that I work a lot of hours on Monday, and that those morning patients start at seven o'clock every Monday. (Alright, so I start working at seven every morning, that's beside the point.) To run six miles, I had to get out of bed before five this morning.
Yep, I got up at ten 'til five this morning. Now, this is truly a miracle...I wasn't really sure that there was more than one 4:50 on the clock anymore. It has been a long time since I've seen that hour of the day, and it might be the first time I've ever seen that hour from this side of the day. In the past, I only saw that time of the day when I hadn't quite made it to bed yet, but I digress.
So, to summarize, I got up early, ran six miles (actually had a pretty good run), then went to work...where I still sit now...at almost six in the evening. Something is so wrong with this picture. Fortunately, things are winding up, so if my student ever gets her notes caught up, I can actually go home. Wheeeeeeeeeee!!!