I sometimes wonder what my day would look like if I had an additional hour.  Would I be more rested, calm & patient or would I cram in more to do?  I’m glad it’s hypothetical, and I don’t have to answer.  This thought periodically occurs to me when I head out for a morning run.  I often hit the road with too little sleep and a to-do list hollering at me to turn around and start crossing things off.  Instead, I choose to run, cherishing the time with friends, the solace when I’m solo, and the endorphin boost.  It’s an uplifting way to start a day, and I prioritize it accordingly.  I get to choose the activities to which I devote my time, and…