Morning running... (6.24mi)

I haven't done an early morning run in quite some time now, and so this mornings early jaunt was a clear reminder of just how long it takes your body to actually get going when you first wake up. At 6:30am it's still essentially dark out at this time of year. As I started the run, for the first mile or so, it felt like I was actually waddling, something along the lines of what a penguin might feel like I'm guessing, more than it felt anything like running. After a little while my legs started to come around, but the run definitely remained a struggle. Everything just felt tired, slow, and sluggish. It never really got any better. Perhaps it was the dark, gloomy, overcast weather. I guess some days are like that tho, and you just have to keep going. In the end, it worked out well to get the run over with early, as it started to rain rather heavily shortly after I finished, and continued throughout the better portion of the day.