Everyday, Once A Day, Give Yourself A Present

I stayed up too late to sleep today. I think I crawled into bed at like 5:30 in the morning, the sun was rising and sleep felt futile. I was listening to a podcast which almost always puts me to sleep if I’m tired, and that wasn’t working so I knew that I was going to stay awake. At around 6 in the morning  I was overcome with the urge to jog, so I headed out to Schenley Park and jogged/walked four laps around the park. I was honestly pretty surprised at how well I was handling jogging since I usually get out of breath pretty fast, which is why I prefer rowing machines and stationary bikes to treadmills. The only thing I couldn’t really handle was jogging uphill, so I decided to just take it easy and walk uphill.

There was pretty much nobody there that early in the morning, which really eased my “Oh God I look stupid when I jog” fears. This also meant there was lots of critters and birds around; cardinals, blue-jays, sparrows, mockingbirds, doves, pigeons, squirrels, and chipmunks. Oh my god, chipmunks! It’s been so long since I’ve seen a chipmunk in person, sweet little things!

On the last lap around the park I decided that what I wanted more than anything were two sunny-side up eggs with some toast and bacon. After reaching Schenley Bridge I walked straight to Pamela’s Diner, ordered two eggs with bacon, white toast, bacon, and home-fried potatoes. It made everything worth it, but while I was waiting for my food – sipping at my orange juice – I could only think of one man’s words.

“Everyday, once a day, give yourself a present. Don’t plan for it, don’t wait for it, just let it happen.” – FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper


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