I better keep the ball rolling with these blog posts if I don’t want to pull another disappearing act.
So, I run in the mornings now. My legs, lungs, and brain all hate it, but it works better logistically, so I’ve been trying to become a “morning person”. Fake it, till you make it…that’s my motto.
For the 3 or 4 weeks I’ve been doing this, I’ve been giving myself considerable slack. My only requirement for morning runs is that I go. It doesn’t matter how far I run or how fast, just that I do it. I’m hoping to step up my game eventually, but realistically that probably won’t happen until mid/late July.
Last night I slept pretty poorly. Jeff had to stay up late for work, and I woke up slightly when he came to bed at 1:40AM. Then, by a serious of unfortunate events, I did not really fall back asleep until sometime after 3:52. Shortly after coming to bed, Jeff got up again to turn off our white noise machine. In my half asleep state I saw he was out of bed, but figured he’d gone to the bathroom. When I rolled over and saw a man standing by the side of the bed (Jeff turning off the white noise machine), it scared me half to death! Unfortunately before I was able to completely calm down from this shock, someones car alarm started going off. And it didn’t stop. So, I had to get up and turn the noise machine back on. All this activity, and I was AWAKE.
So when my alarm went off at 5:10, I didn’t want to get up and run. But I did manage to get up. I almost laid down on the couch in my full running gear and just not go, but I decided against that, too. Small victories. I ended up running probably a total of 1.5 miles, and spending the rest of the time just sitting looking out at the ocean. Not my best effort, but at least I didn’t go back to sleep.
Now, I’m going to go sit in traffic for at least an hour and a half…I mean, go to work. Happy hump day!