Bathrooms are a hot commodity in my house. Especially in the morning. Even with four of the six members being male and three bathrooms total. (Gawd, I couldn’t imagine if the ratio was the other way around…)
I normally am up, showered, and out the door before any of the others are even close to waking up. But on days like today, when I don’t have to work, I tend to get up a little before 6 so that I can get dressed for my run before my bathroom gets overtaken by teenager #2. (Male, but concerned with how he looks….)
As usual, my ocd has me right on schedule. I head to the kitchen to put on my shoes and drink a cup of water before heading out. It’s then that I realize I don’t have my scarf, gloves, earmuffs etc. (What? My ocd doesn’t usually fail me like this.)
So I timidly knock on my bathroom door, hoping he’s in the shower already and I can sneak in and get my things without being noticed.
But he answers, so I know he hasn’t made it that far yet.
“Are you dressed still?”
“Well could you get my white tub from the top shelf of my closet and set it outside the door?”
It’s quiet for a moment. Then,
“The one with your purple purse?”
“No. The one next to that.”
“The one with your blow pops?” (**don’t ask**)
“No. Maybe it’s not a white tub. It might be a basket that’s got my scarf, gloves, and earmuffs in it.”
My husband finally speaks up from under the covers – “Just tell him to get in the shower and then go in and get what you need.”
But the door opens, and out comes the basket. Finally. Success!
I head back to the kitchen, put it all on and then head out the door to run.
I don’t even make it down the garage steps, and I’m already peeling off the gloves.I leave them on the back of my car. By the time I get to the end of the driveway I have unwrapped my scarf. I drape it over the mailbox.
You guessed it! It’s 43 degrees outside! Woohoo! Perfect running weather!
Now don’t get me wrong. I still tucked my hands inside my shirt sleeves – warm enough, but allowing air in so I don’t get too hot. And my cheeks were still rosy from the brisk air. I also had the sense to keep my earmuffs on (but mainly because I felt so bad about putting my son through so much trouble that I wanted to wear something…).
So yes, it’s still chilly, but I LOVE running in this type of weather. Cool. Calm. Sun rising.
Awesome way to start the day.