Why I'd rather run at 5 a.m.

This mornings treadmill run wasn't so much of a run. In fact it was 3 miles of mostly walking. I was too LAZY to get out of bed this morning at 5 a.m. Which ment my treadmill time would be sometime before lunch...after lunch forget it...it won't happen. So, errands were done and running gear was on around 10:30 a.m. Within 5 minutes of running my sneaker was digging into my foot. It was laced too tight. Paused the treadmill and fixed the sneaker. Wouldn't you know it I restarted the treadmill and for some reason everything programmed went blank. Reprogrammed my run and our dog starts barking at the recycle truck and then, the mailman. Before I know it someone starts knocking on my door. The dog is barking up a storm. The person can go away....my feet are staying on the treadmill. After about 5 minutes of calling the dog downstairs the person gives up pounding on the door. I still don't know who was pounding on my door. If they wanted me bad enough they would have left a note, come back or called. By the time the dog listened and came downstairs I was walking and gave up on running. When I get up and run at 5 a.m. the only interruption usually is my DS#2. He'll ask if he can eat breakfast or turn the tv on.

3 miles on the treadmill and 1.4 miles round trip taking DS#2 to school equals 4.4 miles today.