Yesterday I read a blog post that one of my new favourite Canadian bloggers, Pretty Little Grub, wrote as part of Running with Spoon’s Thursday are for Thinking Out Loud link up. I really liked her post, and the concept of rambling on about the random thoughts that pop into my head seems pretty easy, so I figured I’d play along too. Unfortunately by the time I finished putting together the end of year Teacher appreciation gifts, it was too late to write so I drafted this this morning instead. A day late for Thursday, but as they say, better late than never.
I digress… A few weeks ago I announced that I was a Digital Champion for the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon which means two things:
- I have to run (and train for) a marathon. YIKES!
- I need to wake up EARLY in order to get the training in. DOUBLE YIKES!
This was my reaction to that realisation:
Here we are just less than two weeks into my training and I’ve managed to wake up THREE times to fit my runs in. This is an amazing feat for me because as I’ve said before, I am NOT a morning person:
I’ve only slept in and missed one run that I managed to squeeze in later that day!
As I was lying in bed this morning debating between getting up and turning my alarm off, snoozing it for another 9 min (who decided that alarms would repeat every 9 min???), or just turning it off and going back to sleep, I reminded myself of why I surprisingly enjoyed my previous two early morning runs:
- It was really nice to enjoy my quinoa flakes and coffee while slowly waking up and surfing Facebook in the quiet before the kids wake up.
- It is so nice to not have little people kick me off the toilet when I’m in the midst of taking care of business. (Those of you with young children will understand why this point alone is enough of a motivator to wake up early).
- There are no other people outside to make fun of the way I run and how I look like I’m totally dying yet somehow still managing to move forward.
- It’s much cooler out at 6 am than at noon – I don’t handle heat well and sweat like an absolute pig.
- Once I actually start running my body forgets that it’s an ungodly hour to be awake and all of my fatigue, and old age aches and pains disappear. (Forget the Bengay – a good early morning run feels much better).
- I feel so much calmer and alert when I get home and the kids are nagging me to find a shirt that matches their pants (x3), sign their agendas, and to come up with a few toonies to donate for whatever fundraising campaign the school has taken on for this week.
- And finally… the bunnies. There are a TON of these cute little guys living in my neighbourhood.
I’ll never get sick of watching their cute little white bunny tails hopping away from the big bad jogger. Today I counted at least 8 bunny sightings!
Now that I’ve figured out some techniques to manage my morning headaches, this early morning running thing isn’t so bad!
Are you an early morning runner?
What thoughts run through your mind when your alarm goes off in the morning?