There's Nothing Quite So Exhilarating... the every-other-Friday-morning race to get the recycling bin out before the truck comes. Dashing out to wrestle the bin out the back gate in my T-shirt and kitchen clogs in the 16°F morning air wakes me up on these days better than a double espresso. Of course, it's especially exhilarating when I win. Even got the trash out before the garbage truck came, too, so that's just a cherry on top of the sundae.