Irony of Ironies....

So last night was a pretty normal night. I watched a little Daily Show and then I chatted with Michael, read a little before going to bed. But something kept me restless. I slept well but woke up every few hours. This made my dreams really interesting. At one point, in my dream, I had decided to not wake up to run at 5:45 like I had planned. I had a rough time getting up on Wednesday and that was two days ago- clearly I was even more tired in Friday. So when I rolled over to look at my phone to see how much extra time I had given myself to sleep, I found that it was 2:50. Wow. Ok, um, clearly I had been dreaming. So I go back to sleep and again, have a similar type dream where I'm too busy hanging out to go running. I roll over again, it's 4:30- I still have an hour and a little. Finally, it's around 5:35 or so I actually get up. I immediately go put on my running clothes. Who is this person taking over my body? I'm out of the house in about five minutes and immediately start running. I have excellent pace, when I do my walking intervals, I'm back to normal breathing in less than a minute. Seriously, who is this person? The run, despite being the same length of time as my runs on Monday and Wednesday (because I'm listening to the same training podcast), flies by. What is going on? I've been reading too much sci-fi lately because I'm convinced that some weird time warp is going on. I get home and I'm energized, I'm not tired, I'm quick in the shower and out of the house at my usual time, despite having taken a shower.

Am I really starting to get better at this running thing? Geez, I just might be....