This from a gal whose alarm is usually set for 7:37am. Wow, go me!
When I left the ice arena, I was startled to see that it was still dark out! It's one thing for it to be dark when I leave the house, but for it to still be dark when finishing the day's first task, an hour and a half later? Very weird...at least for me. I am not a morning person.
I'm pleased with myself. I was planning on trying to do this, unsure if I could pull it off, and I'm glad I succeeded. I am going out of town this weekend, so this was the only chance I had to do any speedskating. I'm not sure if I'll go to the thursday morning practices on a regular basis, because I've got the darn synchro practice so late the night before...although I'd like to. I know it's good for me, all this exercise, even if the not-sleeping isn't really.
After skating I went home, showered, and got ready for work. I generally start work at 9am, and I hoped to arrive early since I was up so early. I started out with the best intentions...left a little after 8. It takes about 15 minutes, if traffic is okay. Stopped at 7-11 for a Big Gulp diet coke, to help keep me awake.
Then, at 8:30, the traffic hit. I heard on the radio there was a motorcycle accident at the exact street intersection where my office is. I knew traffic would be awful, but there was clearly no way to avoid it if it was right in front of my office building. My building is visible from the freeway. I pulled onto the exit ramp, and I could see my building....then traffic came to a dead stop.
If only my car had wings! My destination was within sight! But I sat there, barely moving. I called my boss -- not that I was late, but I wanted to let him know how close to being early I had been. He said he was impressed that I could even see the office building at 8:30am, so at least I'd succeeded in impressing him. It took 30 minutes to get from the exit ramp to my building's parking lot, so I ended up arriving at my usual start time. 30 minutes! Fortunately, I had my Palm with me, so I just played solitaire, drank my Big Gulp, and relaxed while I waited for the cars in front of me to inch their way forward.