Weather or Not

The morning started out on sort of a bad note, depending upon how you look at it. For the past few days, I've been waking up at 5:00AM, which I rather enjoy. I have time to drink coffee and check my email, then I get dressed and go for a walk as soon as it gets light enough. Today, I woke at 5:00, but just couldn't seem to make myself get up. I went back to sleep and didn't rise until 7:30...not bad', but it felt like over-sleeping after the early starts I've been getting. Oh well...coffee first. About the time the coffee was ready was when I noticed what a dreary day it was shaping up to be outside. The sky looked as though it was going to open up and pour at any moment. This was not good. Along with missing out on exercise, I didn't want to miss the opportunity to snap a couple of pictures I wanted for my Facebook page. Obviously, this was something that could wait, but still I was feeling disappointment. I know what happens when one gets out of an exercise habit...it might never be picked up again. Finally, I decided if it hadn't started raining by now (three hours later) it might just hold off for the rest of the day, or at least long enough for me to get a walk in. So, off I went...down the street, passed the park, passed the service station, over the railroad bridge and out of the village (the railroad tracks are the boundary line for the village proper). Now I found myself on a stretch of road that runs parallel to the train tracks. It seems a much shorter stretch when one is driving in ones car. I made it to the beach with a minimum of panting or discomfort. I will admit, however, I was happy for an opportunity to sit at one of the tables at the now deserted pavilion. It was good to rest my "howling dogs" and enjoy the panorama of sand and surf. Eventually, I regained my stamina and headed off again toward home. There is a newspaper machine at the entrance to the beach, so I stopped and bought a copy of the New London Day to read when I got back to #56. I was very fortunate in that it never did rain, however, it was so warm and humid, I was quite uncomfortable by the time I got to the bottom of my street. There is a wall there on the corner and I was very happy to sit on it for a few minutes before attempting the rather steep climb. Finally, I arrived home. I knew that if I
went into the house I would feel even hotter, so
I sat on the patio and read the paper and was
soon all cooled off. Now the question of breakfast. It was really nearly lunchtime and I almost convinced myself to go to the supermarket for a salad, but I really wasn't dressed for shopping and besides, I go to the market on Friday. I don't know as one can call a cheese omelet a diet dish, but I mixed the eggs with water and not milk, and only used a small amount of butter in the pan. Instead of catsup or salsa, I put dill weed in the omelet for flavor and served chunks of cantaloupe alongside. It was a very nice brunch and now I'll be all satisfied until dinnertime. Especially if I keep my stomach filled with water for the next few hours. That's another thing that is very difficult for me...drinking lots of water. I know how important it is, but I really don't like water and I nearly choke on it if I try to just quickly chug down a glassful. Right now, I'm sipping from a pretty green stemmed goblet with lots of ice. It's very nice and I think my body needs to be rehydrated after this morning's exercise (and sweating). BTW, it's day seven!!