I am one of those people who is up at the crack of dawn. Sure, there are those days that I really need that extra cup of coffee to kick-start my day. For the most part, I love rising early and enjoying the stillness of the morning. It also allows me to ease into my day and prepare for the hustle and the bustle.
In the last six weeks, I added a new twist to my morning routine. Wait for it … I make my bed before I go to work. This is news because at night I usually fall into my tangled mess of blankets and pillows and hope for a good night’s sleep. (No wonder I have trouble sleeping).
But since I started making my bed …. I have become a more focused, consistent and stronger runner. How is that possible? No idea. However, a few weeks ago, I mentioned my findings to Jon on one of our runs. He told me about a Navy Seal who wrote a book – Make Your Bed – based on the premise that the little things you do can have a positive impact on your day. Pretty simple, right? (I have since researched the book … truthfully … five minutes ago.)
Although my runs have been short between 10 and 20K, I feel stronger. My right leg/knee have not been giving me any grief. Jon said he’s now making his bed in the mornings and he’s feeling less stressed throughout the day. Coincidence? I don’t think so.
I enjoyed a nice run with Laura and Ghost this morning. It was great to catch up because I haven’t seen her in weeks. Next weekend I am cheering on Laura and Jon at the First Responders Race in Calgary. I’m excited but I don’t know what I am going to do for two hours while they run. I hope it’s not too cold. Likely I will just hang out and take pictures. I am excited for them!
In other news:
Today I stayed in Red Deer because I wasn’t feeling that great in the morning. I went to see Gordon Lightfoot with Joanne last night. Before the concert a lady had bumped her head resulting in two large gashes on her head in the ladies’ washroom. Blood was gushing all over the place. It looked like a bloody crime scene. Despite this, the other women were just going about their business and washing their hands.
I immediately stepped in and helped stop the bleeding, and ensured the woman wasn’t going to pass out while Joanne went to find help. Thankfully the cuts weren’t that deep but gosh there was a lot of blood. I was happy to help. Granted it was a small space, and only so many people could fit in the area, but it was surprising that no one else offered to help.
Lightfoot played two sets of his greatest hits. I didn’t know all the songs but Joanne sure did. Fun night!