Every year, I average about five days where I actually get up and going early enough to witness the sun rise. Oh yes, today was one of those days. (Mark it: one for five of the year). It was glorious. I’m not sure what motivated me to actually roll out of bed earlier than usual, but after doing so I had an uncanny itch to be productive and head to the gym before work, knowing that I would not have time to after and that a missed day would leave me feeling less-than-chipper for the evening.

I’m lucky to live just under a mile from work and the walks to and from are my favoritemost parts of the day. Today’s sunrise reminded me of an earlier day this January (the 15th, I believe)—just as the weather was turning impossible (negative degree temperatures … before windchill was factored in). I was lucky enough to capture a photo of the river that day; wish I were conscious enough to take one this morning!