My alarm clock (Zig Zigler would say "opportunity clock") goes off at 5:45. I hit snooze. Why don't I just change it to 7? I mean, that's when I usually end up getting out of bed. About three days a week I sit up at 6:30 and force myself to stand up. I get my shoes on and walk into the bonus room. There waits my eliptical. About 10 minutes into my workout I'm wide awake wondering what the big deal about getting up early is. I mean I feel on top of IT.
Anyhow, this was one of those good mornings, and the kids were being cute, so here's a photo. I think I went off to conquer the gym that day. Yay for me.
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