I usually write the blog on Sunday morning, so this is a departure. Just back from morning practice on the track, under the lights, at 6 am. I always love that moment when the lights flicker on at 5:50, bathing the blue track in illumination, even as everything all around us is pitch black. There's a feeling of purpose, knowing the rest of the world is sleeping while the teams do the hard work that wins championships. Sunrise is anticlimactic, beautiful as it might be. By then, everyone's pushing through their last rep and heading for the showers. Excellent way to start this new week.