Seriously. Madelaine and I have been going to the gym around 5 in the morning. Ok…well at 5, one of us calls the other, and then we stumble around getting dressed and drive in semi-dazed silence to the gym, where we usually arrive around 5:20-5:30.
Once we get there, we do about 30-45 mins on the Elliptical machine and mock the people in the group exercise class.
Today there was a woman who was doing over/unders on the exercise “step” at double the time of everyone else in the class. Mad looked at me, and I looked at her and we simultaneous announced that she needed to be smacked. Ah, mother-daughter bonding!
Then, depending on time, we stop at Starbucks (saying hello to Lisa DeW while there) and then head home.
The great thing about our new, two-week old routine is that I am awake at 6:00 am. I typically do a load of laundry, make the boys lunches and breakfasts. I have even run the vacuum.
The bad news is….around 10:00 pm, I turn into a pumpkin.
I have been trying to read “Scarpetta” for the past couple of weeks. Ok. I have borrowed it from the library and it is now overdue, so I figured if I am paying for it, I better finish it.
I still have a bad taste in my mouth from the last Kay Scarpetta title: "Book of the Dead". Maybe that has put me in a more negative frame of mind; I don’t know. But every time I pick up the book (500 pages, btw) I fall asleep!
I just checked the library’s catalog and 20 people are waiting to read this book. Granted they own 6 copies, but still. I am depriving someone else of a riveting (according to the reviews, not my state of mind) read.
From what I remember of my half conscious readings, it isn’t a bad book….I just can’t keep my eyes open.
In “Poor Richard’s Almanack (sic),” Ben Franklin wrote “Early to bed, early to rise; makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.”
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