Monday, October 13, 2014

MY 500 WORDS: Day 13

Been There. Done That. Got the Tee-shirt.

Do you know it’s dark in North Carolina at 5:45 a.m.? Ask me how I know.

It can’t be time to get up―another ten minutes, please. Wasn’t it just five hours ago that I fell into bed after putting the period on day twelve of my 31-day writing challenge? Tell me it’s not day thirteen already.

I want to roll back over and bury myself in the covers, but I know I can’t. We’d agreed. Today was the day. The day we’d talked about and put off for two years.

The light from the bathroom split the blackness of the hallway like a sleek silver cord. My husband was already up. At least he wasn’t singing: Oh, what a beautiful morning. Oh, what a beautiful day.  Not yet, anyway.
Okay. I can’t put it off any longer. The Body Mass Index scale doesn’t lie and neither do my clothes. I refuse to exchange my skinny Not Your Daughter’s Jeans for Yep; They're Mom Jeans. It’s time. I’m worth it.

Did I just say it's time?

Hitting the off button on the alarm, I roll out of bed and shuffle my way toward the light. It’s difficult being married to a morning person, but I secretly wish I could be one too. I’ve tried a number of times to change my ways, but I always revert to my old habits. I just can’t seem to shut down my day on the backside. It’s a pattern in our family. Some might say a generational curse. It’s mom’s fault, you know. Most of the time, it works out okay, but today―not so much. I need to get a grip on this. Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings are going to be starting mighty early around here.

Did I mention it's dark at 5:45 a.m.?

Within forty-five minutes, we’re out the door. Eight-O’clock whole bean Columbian, dark rich caffeinated coffee in my cup. Hey! The bag says Eight-O’clock, not Six-Thirty. Can we, please go back to bed and start this day over? 

It’s a good thing Mr. A.M. is driving, but too bad the gym is less than ten minutes from our door―no time for snoozing en route. There’s a steady stream of headlights headed in the opposite direction. Who knew?

Do you know it’s dark at 6:30 a.m. in North Carolina?

When we pull up, there are only a few cars in the parking lot, and I can see through the window that there are two elliptical machines, not in use. Perfect. We’ll get in our fifteen-minute warm-up and hit the weights.

 As soon as we walk in the door, a couple of workout partners from two years ago greet us.

“Have you been coming the whole time?” I ask.

“Yes,” they reply in unison.

I guess they’re morning people too.

I only had trouble remembering how to set a couple of the machines as we worked our way through the circuit. I opted to back off some of the weight, but our work-outs went well. It felt good to be up and at ‘em so early. I even picked up a tee-shirt on the way out. It’ll look great with my skinny jeans. 

Do you know it’s light at 7:30 a.m. in North Carolina? Ask me how I know.

Are you a morning person or a night owl?

I always welcome your comments.


Day 13: My 500 Words ~ 569 words
Challenge: Tell Us About Your Day


  1. Congratulations! You have kept going. The winning point is waiting for you. You have an awesome site. I'll be back.

    1. Thank you, Ngobesing, for the encouragement. I'm glad you stopped by. Blessings to you.