As my blog can attest, I have been extremely busy, hence a lack of posts. Since life and especially work have become increasingly busy, it has been getting tougher and tougher to get all my runs and hot yoga in after work. I have just managed to squeak in all my runs in but hot yoga has definitely suffered.
Therefore last night I made myself promise that I would get my run in before I go to work, that way I have time for hot yoga and other fun things. There have been a couple times, clearly a lie..there have been numerous times this summer that I have made myself promise to run in the morning only to negotiate with myself in the morning that I can do it after work. Somehow I found the will to suck it up and wake up early to run.
I devised a plan to try and ensure that I would run in the morning. I gathered all my gear and laid it out beside my bed so that I would see it when I woke up. I set my alarm to not include any snoozing (as this is when I begin to negotiate with myself) and I instantly got out of bed and started to get dressed so that there would be no excuses.
It was one of those mornings where you can decide whether you need long sleeves or short sleeves, so I wore long sleeves. I didn’t want to get my hydration belt ready so decided I would run without it. Through on my compression shorts, decided I didn’t need bodyglide or any fuel. Well about 500 meters in I realized I have never worn these compression shorts without applying BodyGlide, and as it turns out since they are slightly too big on me they kept riding up. It looked like I had the hungriest bum (biggest wedgie ever) and the shortest shorts. Since I wasn’t wearing my belt my shirt wouldn’t stay down and then part way through the run I was way too hot in my long sleeves. After some major adjusting while running, including tucking shirts into shorts, using deodorant I was wearing to help stick my shorts to my legs and bearing the too hot long sleeves, I hit my rhythm and just began to feel free and happy. Once I got home, got showered and got to work. I felt on top of the world, oh sweet sweet runner’s high, you make me such a happy and productive person.
Needles to say this morning is when morning runs and I reignited our love affair, it wasn’t pretty and was actually kind of an awkward start, an ungraceful mid, but in the end it was beautiful. And our love was reclaimed.
Here is to making this a long-term commitment and not a frosh week like fling…
Do you run in the morning? How do you get yourself out of bed??