Today I woke up at half past four in the morning. It was a struggle. I wanted to sleep some more but I knew that I had to get up to run for at least half an hour before I go to work. So I dragged myself out of bed, drank a glass of water, ate a banana, brushed my teeth, washed my face, put on contact lenses, tied my hair up in a ponytail, changed into shorts and tank top, and put on my running shoes. I was half asleep the whole time.
It was a dark and chilly outside, and, still very sleepy, I started to run. Listening to a podcast on the director of Get Out talking about his movie somewhat woke me up. A few guys ran past me. I wondered how they could have that kind of energy at so early in the morning. Or maybe I was just running really, really slow.
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