I woke this morning at 6:00am. No, actually, I woke up at 5:59am. My inner clock is so strange - it predictably wakes me up one minute prior to my alarm going off. Don't ask me why. So, alarm goes off at 6:00am. I actually roll out of bed at about 6:15, change into my running cloths, and hit the trails for a quick run. Ah, Kellie, Kellie...remember my post last week about the mask I wear? Well, with that last sentence about me going running, I could leave it at that and let it be implied that I run every morning. Buuuuut...to tell you the mask-less truth, this was only my second morning to run. "Running" might even be a little exaggeration. I should perhaps say "I went lumbering down the road" or "I went flopping down the road." Either way, I'm stiff and sore enough to win the part of the Tin Man, but also energized and motivated to take on this day!
I'm usually a morning person to begin with, but today I especially am! See it? I was even pumped up driving to work! Hey - I wasn't talking or texting while driving! I just haven't heard anything about not taking pictures while driving...
Starbucks drive-thru! I almost asked the guy at the drive-thru window to take a picture with me for my morning's chronicle, but chickened out just in time.
But question of the morning: why did Starbucks give me a Subway straw with my drink?!? I'm so confused.
YAY, KELLIE! You went running!!!! I'm so proud of you!!! But, why are you not eating dairy? That makes me sad. =(
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Ruth, it makes me so sad, too! But I've been having gradually increasing unpleasant symptoms (if you want to know exactly what, you'll have to ask me in person. I'm all about taking off the mask now, but I can only do so much publicly *wink*) following dairy consumption, mostly milk or ice-cream. So, I'm eliminating it to see if they will go away, to hopefully narrow down that it is indeed diary that is the culprit. But it is sooo sad. Thankfully, if it does prove to be a lactose intolerance, I can get some pills to take that will allow for diary eating, but I'll always have to be on the look-out. *weeping*
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