Waking up to a day so crisp and dry that the nose was an
arid tunnel one crawled out of bed... late. Drifting through coffee and the
computer one was hauling on running gear when the phone vibrated... forgot to
turn it back the other week. Anyway the phone did its thing and one small slave
got curious enough to flip the cover to find a message from the work colleague.
She was going to be there in about 15 minutes.
What happened to the planned text to say that it was on? For
a while there one thought that one was safe with plans of domestic bliss.
Rather than the prayers being answered, the gods had ignored one's pleas and
played a cruel trick. It was a complication that one accepted with all the
surly grace of the disappointed and disillusioned.
The first reaction was oh hell no! There was a run to go on.
But a decent...read very generous... breakfast would be nice...
Conflicts are never quite as simple as people think.
Food... endorphin high... food... endorphin high...
Of course food won out, but that run was a very close second.
Texting back that one would meet her at 9 one shimmied into the best white
rabbit ever...
A run, naked at the door to meet Him, showered, dressed and
at the designated area all in the space of 45 minutes. It was impressive...
Food is a great motivator where one is concerned :)
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