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Smooth Flying (33/60)

The gorgeous sunrise . . . the sky was alive with colors

After ten days in Florida, I finally woke up in time to see the sun rise (and get a run in).  It was 80 degrees with 98% humidity.  I did not break any speed records and looked like I stepped out the shower when I was done I was so sweaty.  

And hot.  

I walked through my parents house and went straight to their pool.  I sat in it with my running clothes on and downed a whole bottle of water and then glided underwater back and forth across the pool until I was cool enough to think (about ten minutes).  

I did my stretchy yoga, ate breakfast (a yogurt) and then helped my mama clean out her desk and room (very productive), cleaned my room and bathroom, threw my very few clothes I'd brought in my carry on and then I was off.

And glory be . . . the flights were smooth.  I mean, like I slept through them!  Sometimes you just get lucky.

Being at home, in my own bed for the first time, next to my warm hubby, with my three babies sleeping under the same roof and I feel that luck right down to my bones.

But I'm missing my parents pretty bad too.  Here's to hoping I get to have them live closer to me sooner than later!  

And now . . . good night.




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