Inspirational team

Into my second cup of coffee, and through half a roll of thin mints, I had been up an hour and a half before I read the recent blog postings. I sat there a few minutes, thinking. Coffee and cookies are no good physical foundation, and I tried to talk myself out of doing anything. Yet, I had to admit, that my morning habits are not conducive to anything but procrastination, and I also had to admit that my daily tasks are not onerous -- at all. Faced with such examples as my teammates set, I left my chair.

Pushups and situps first -- thirty just doesn't take long, although the coffee/cookie combination surely roiled my stomach. Then stances, beginning with a heartfelt low horse. Gung Gee -- always a pleasure, slow and thoughtful this time (not rushed as it was at 1 a.m.). RAoK -- hmm. While doing my stances, I had seen that one of the out-of-favor tom cats had sprayed a chair, and I cleaned that up. Was that an act of kindness? It seemed more like self defense. So I looked around some more. Vacuuming the couches and shaking out the blankets. There, that would do. Except I found the remnants of one of my favorite Smartwool socks, stuffed down in the couch cushions, chewed to bits. I think I still have to complete an RAoK for today because the spirit of the thing means one shouldn't finish the act in a rage, chasing dogs, shouting, throwing pillows ...

And, I just remembered, I didn't even come close to getting a half a mile in (though I covered some ground chasing dogs). So I have not yet met the challenge, but have learned something about how difficult it is, even when cut into thirds. Another day, perhaps?