last night was poker night at my cousin‘s and somehow, she talked me and hubby into getting up at the crack of oh-my-goodness-it’s-early to meet up with her for some of her marathon training.  it was dark and far too early to be out of bed.  see, i have this theory that i should never be awake before the sun but sometimes it just has to happen.  we met up with her just outside my sissy’s neighborhood and she had already been nearly a mile.  we turned around and did a convoluted lap around the lake before parting ways with her so that we could come back and start work.  hubby and i did just over five miles so she was rigth at six when we separated.  she had four more to do this morning.  i’m so proud of her training and told her i would totally drag my sorry butt out of bed any morning she wants while i’m here so that we can be miserable together.  really, though, i’m just glad that i finally got some activity in.  i had been doing so good in my routine and then i’ve done nothing at all for a week and a half now.