Day 3,922 —2 Runs until the Shippey: it’s not Enough—

 

This run almost didn’t happen this morning; it was all crashing in on me last night as my son almost 2 couldn’t go to sleep. I was rocking him in his stroller at midnight, wondering how would I be able to get up at 4:30 and go for my normal run.

Before 1 a.m. I opened my eyes on my chair downstairs, and he was asleep on top of me. He woke up when I carried him upstairs, but he went back to sleep when we both laid down to sleep. I fell asleep wearing my robe, and I was hot when I woke up, but it was only a little after 4:30. I thought about how much I wanted to stay in bed, but remembered how I felt last night and went downstairs to feed my cat. Felix was still asleep next to me.