When my alarm went off at 5:30 this morning, I rolled over for a few minutes, instead of just hopping out of bed. Sure, I had gone to bed early, but I just wanted to stay curled up in the covers for just a couple more minutes.
As I laid there... cocooned, thinking about getting up and running... for a brief moment I thought to myself... "mmmm... wouldn't it be nice if it were raining and I could just sleep for another hour??" And then I kind of groaned to myself, remembering watching the weather forecast last night and there being no mention of rain. And I thought, yeah, 3 days off in a row would be bad, anyway...
I lay there for a few more minutes and I hear light "tink" noises coming from my balcony...
What the hell?
I get up and sure enough it's raining. Not downpouring, mind you... but raining nonetheless.
And then I was pissed.
No running for 3 days in a row????? My knee has got to be LOVING that.