It’s hard not to look forward to a day that starts like this.
A lot of people dread Monday mornings. That used to be me. Now that I get up the same time every morning, it doesn’t bother me. And actually it’s nice to see all the familiar faces return. There are barely any people out on weekend mornings when I am out. There is a certain peacefulness about that, but it is always nice to see everyone again come Monday. There still aren’t a ton of people (after all, it’s really early), but I see a lot of familiar faces. A lot of people recognize me, either because they know about my website or just because they have become accustomed to seeing me every day, so I get a lot of nods and smiles and some people say hello or even strike up conversation. It’s a certain feeling of camaraderie, that we are all out there together in the early morning, sharing the same experience, day after day. I’m impressed that these people are out there by their own will as part of their own daily routine, and I often wonder how they got themselves into it, especially after knowing how difficult the transition was for me.