I’ve been taking my usual early morning runs in Germany. The sun comes up later here than it does in New York so I am running mostly in the dark. The air is chilly and some of the leaves are falling and there are hardly any people out. It’s a very lovely time of day, but the worst/best part is that the crisp air is accompanied by the smell of buttery baked goods wafting out from some of the stores in town. It is both motivating and demotivating as in it kind of makes you want to put on a musical in the middle of the empty streets but also makes you want to run home as fast as you can to make a cappuccino and get under the covers and wait for your butler to come serve you breakfast in bed.