I made walking my Bitch

Guess who got up at 445 to go walking this morning? I hate to admit it, but it wasn’t all that bad. For some reason I thought I would be walking alone on a deserted street, pitch black because none of the street lights would be working, and walking past dark houses because everyone who is normal is asleep in their bed. I learned that the street I live on is actually pretty busy and well-lit at five in the morning. I only saw one other pedestrian, though. Some blonde girl who was younger and fitter and cuter. I said ‘good morning’ as she passed, but I gave her a look that said “Yeah. I can do this too, Bitch.” I’m sure she got the message.

So am I going to do this every day? Heck no. But I am going to try (weather permitting) to wake up and do this on the weekdays. As soon as the temps drop below 90 though, I’ll resume my walking in the evenings. No one needs to wake up this early if they can help it.