Another 6am post

Days like this are a test of my willpower. The bed is nice and warm, and I was snuggled up against Brian, all comfy. I was dreaming, something about a documentary about a girl in dental school who did something really good for society. The school was somewhere out west, like California, and she came to some small town in Pennsylvania. In that town she met a guy who was also studying dentistry, and their meeting is what started whatever really good thing they were going to do for society. He was setting up chairs in a church for some sort of lecture, possibly given by her, but not likely religious. I was enjoying the dream, watching it like I would watch a movie.

And then my alarm went off.

It was so tempting to stay in bed, comfy and warm, close my eyes, and continue the dream. In fact, that's been a problem for me the past couple weeks. I'll make it to the gym for a few days, but then the bed convinces me to stay, and I break the routine.

Right now my car is started, warming up in the parking lot. It's still so tempting to walk out to it, turn it off, come back in, and go back to bed. This is a day where it's going to be hard to push those pedals at 12 mph for 30 minutes.

In fact, I could forget about the car and curl up right here...