So I came to a harsh realization on my run this afternoon. Not that I'm too old to do this, because I'm not (even though my body is trying to prove otherwise), and not that I need to eat better and get in better overall health to be successful, cause I knew that the first time I tried on running shorts (Damn you too, jog bra!). No, what I learned today is ...I need to become a morning person! There I said it, and it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth!
If you know me very well, you know I am NOT a morning person! I hit the snooze for a good 30-40 minutes before dragging my cursing self out of bed. This may be partially due to the fact I'm also an insomniac, and for some hellish reason, some of my only sleep comes between snooze alarms.
Well, this afternoon, after my chiropractic appointment I decided to go for a short run/walk. Not far maybe 5 miles or so. I packed on my water, gatorade, energy snack, music and headed out the door. I wasn't going to let the fact that it was 91 degrees stop me. I started off strong, but a mile into it I was weakening. At 1.5 miles out, I was cooked. Toast. Fried. I admitted defeat and turned back towards home. By the time I dragged my weary ass towards my front door, I was sweating buckets.
So, it seems I may have to start doing my training in the coolness of morning, before work. 90% of my being shudders at the mere thought of getting up early and exercising. 10% of my less sensible self is excited at the possibility of becoming one of those annoying fools that gets up with the rising sun. One reason I signed up for this marathon, is to make some concrete positive changes in different aspects of my life. If I don't resist it, this could become one of those changes, and one I never even saw coming.
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