The Stars At Night

I tried to wog yesterday morning--truly I did.

I have a 5k this weekend and I need all the practice I can get.  But it's difficult to arise bright eyed and bushy tailed at the right time when you "accidentally" set the alarm for 5 PM instead of AM.  Whoopsie.

So, instead I woke up in a panic at 5:45 AM and had to prepare for my school day, sans wogging.  And it was a special day, too.  I had to fulfull my obligation to the library with my book fair dare.  The kids bought $2000 worth of books, so I dressed up as Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer.  Possibly just as well I didn't have time to wog.

So, last night I made sure the alarm was correct and just as planned, I was off into the darkness minutes after the alarm went off at 5 AM...just had to brush my fangs first and dress for the cold weather.  Morning breath and huffing and puffing do NOT go together...just sayin'.

Anyway, I was actually able to run quite a bit.  I was pretty proud.  I was doing pretty well with my breathing.  I was pretending my Kimi was right there with me..."Ok, ready to run to the light post?"  Yep, let's go.  I got to my light post and turned to go back the other direction and do the rest of my route.

The cold was slapping me in the face and making my eyes water pretty badly.  And sometimes I still cry a little. I'm not sure why.  I guess it's all the stress leaking out.  I've just become accustomed to it.  Anyway, I was headed to the big loop I do, looking up at all the stars in the cold, clear sky when I saw a shooting star!
In the city!  At 5:20 in the morning! 

Y'all, I just about lost it!  I kept running and talking to the sky.  Saying thank you to whoever sent me that star.  My Nonnie maybe?  I don't know.  I should probably also tell you that the star is my favorite shape.  Now I know that those stars are not actually star-shaped, but it didn't really matter to me.  It just seemed like the simplest but most wonderful little miracle just for me.

And my wish?  Well, I know I can't really tell you, but I did keep it wogging-related.  I don't need much these days.  Pretty blessed, you know. 

When I got home, Brian stirred and asked how I did.  I was still glowing and told him about what I had seen.  "Oh yeah, there was a big meteor shower last night."  My face fell a bit.  Oh, maybe I didn't get a sign after all.  Just a meteor shower.  And then I decided that no, it was special if I wanted it to be.  And Brian agreeed when I thanked him for being a 5 am buzz kill.  "Oh no!" he said.  "It should be over by now."  Yeah, try and back track, buddy.  So, that's my little miracle for today.

So if I get two wishes on that star today, let me wish for a similar, simple miracle for you, too.