Focus on the Objective, Not the Obstacle

ouch!

Trying my best to stay committed

focused

disciplined,

I turn over to switch off my alarm

(barking dogs...maybe not such a good choice)

and then begin making my way to the bathroom.

There is a door that stays open all the time,
separating our bedroom from the master bath and closet suite.

Last night the turbo fan in the floor

(which I must have to ward off hot flashes)

had blown the door halfway closed in the middle of the night.

Groggily, I'm tiptoeing around the bed,

heading to the bathroom,

and 

BAM!

my face slams into the opened door

right onto my cheekbone.

Very nice.
Be proud of yourself, T.

Look at it this way.
You're up and at 'em,

taking care of business when you'd rather be sleeping.

It's okay.
(throbbing ensues)
You're fine.
Rub it a bit.

Shake it off.
No whining.
Recovery is assured.

Just remember to keep your eyes open.

Stay on the alert for the roadblocks to success.

Now.

Pour yourself some coffee,

pop a couple ibuprofens,

get dressed,

and get it done.

Moving on.

Meanwhile, four hours have passed.

A bit of ibuprofen,
a bit of resolve,
and a lot of coffee,

and I managed to keep the date with myself
for morning run intervals.
I survived.

Objectives.
Not obstacles.