I am the queen of the snooze button. So much so that it’s a bit embarrassing. I’ve set my alarm for 5:30 am for as long as I can remember so that I’ll get something done in the mornings and for just as long I’ve hit the snooze button till at least 6:15. Sometimes I even go online and favorite a work out the night before that I pretend I’m going to do in the morning, which makes me feel like I tried a little bit even though I didn’t. It’s just so comfortable to lay around when I should be getting up!
Monday I set a date with my sister to go running on the beach. I had to get up and be there at the ridiculous hour of 7 am, after all she was waiting for me. Mind you that meant actually getting up and driving there even earlier than 7. But I had a great time. We saw dolphins, talked about our mud run next weekend, and generally talked crap. I never, ever run in the morning so that night I felt like I was supposed to be running. I even wanted to, but I know I’d regret running more than every other day let alone twice in one day. My hips would so get me back for that. So instead it was a glorious night of getting stuff done, (ya, glorious laundry. I never said I wasn’t a nerd) messing around on the computer, and generally feeling like a senior ditch day. I knew it was allowed, but I felt kind of like I was being bad anyway.
Monday night I bought Zombies, Run! 2 (half off, now is the time to try it!) hoping it would help motivate me to run more consistently. Three times a week is my currently undone but suddenly looking do-able goal. Then just to be sure I called my boyfriend and asked him to please ask me if I had got up with my alarm Tuesday, and if I didn’t to please give me as much shit as possible for it. That’s right, I don’t trust myself so I have to drag other people into my lack of motivation.
It worked! I got up, fed the dogs and went for a run. Two miles with one short rest. I should be going a lot further after all this time, but I keep falling off the running wagon and starting over. Which is odd since I actually like running; I have a very strong streak of self-destructiveness. It’s one of those things that acknowledging just doesn’t help. BUT. I did the two miles and was back in the house by 6:02. I didn’t quite finish the Zombies, Run! mission because I was nervous I would run late getting ready for work. I’ll do the same one next time, it hurts the brain to leave it incomplete!
So long story short, all day Tuesday I felt great. I had energy to spare and I came home knowing I had already got my workout in, I could get other stuff done. Just mopping the floors, but I was glad to get it done!
I think I may be hooked. I’m seriously having difficulty waiting until it’s time to run again even though I know perfectly well that running more often will likely lead to injury. My alarm will be set for 5 a.m. again tomorrow, here’s hoping the running bug sticks with me!