I woke up this morning to the gentle sound of rain falling on our roof. I buried my head deep into my pillow and groaned, “I don’t want to get up.” My body felt like lead and my covers were way more inviting than the prospect of a cold bathroom floor. I eventually rolled to the edge of the mattress and forced myself to throw one leg over as I lay there for more strength to throw the other one in the same direction. Ugh. This has to be way harder than competing in the Iron Man, I just know it.
I finally managed to get all the way out of bed, get ready, spend quality time with God, and actually eat breakfast. AND…I did all of this without one ounce of caffeine. I amaze myself at times, I really do.
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