16 hour day… and still going
Today has been crazy. To catch my 6am flight out of Charlottesville (tear!), I had to be up at 4:30am. Because I am an absolute nut and I really wanted to do yoga in the morning, that meant waking up at 4am (probably should have been sooner, but I rushed like crazy through my getting ready routine). Upshot? I got up super duper early, but was really proud of myself for getting a workout in. When there’s a will, there’s a way! And then, in stream-of-consciousness form: 6am flight from Charlottesville to Atlanta. Dear Delta: why do you not stock …