Well, a cold front blew in with some strong North winds. Strong enough to bang stuff around and wake the baby up at 2 a.m. She didn't want to go back to sleep, so I parked her in our bed. Couldn't sleep much after that. Dog got up at 3, wanting to pee. Great. Alarm goes off at 4, I roll out of bed. After a cup of coffee and some studying I'm pulling on my shorts and shoes and have track spikes in hand when the stupid dog starts shaking her head and flapping her ears against her head, back and forth. This wakes the baby up again, and I have to hang there with wife and baby until she drifts back to sleep. Okay. I can squeeze in a session, just have to find my iphone...oh, where is that damn thing. Can't find it. damn! Okay, 20 minutes left, just get out there... I'm standing outside our door, spikes in hand, doing some quick mental maths...8 minutes to get to the track, can run until... and at that point I just said, oh fuck it.