this morning, I could have gotten up and gone for my run. the cats woke me up around 6am to play. not with me, but on me. it’s a fun game for them….run back and forth across the bed while mommy curls up in a ball cursing.
I got a fabulous 8 hours of sleep last night, and only got up once to pee. that might be a new record for me. seriously, I’ve got the bladder of a three year old. it’s embarrassing.
but when I looked at my phone and saw that it was 6:30 and that I had plenty of time for a run, I realized how much I didn’t want to run in the morning. I enjoy taking my time to wake up, a long leisurely shower, and breakfast on the couch while I’m still in my robe.
for the longest time, morning workouts were a necessity. there was never a guarantee that I’d be able to leave my office before 7pm, and by the time I got home I’d be losing daylight and motivation. so evening workouts weren’t an option for me.
now I have a job where I consistently am able to leave between 5:30 & 6pm. I get home and have at least an hour’s worth of daylight to go enjoy a run in the park. and bonus: it’s warmer in the afternoon than in the mornings!
so today, I’ll run after work. it might be a great run, it might be a terrible run. but it’ll be a run done on my terms. and those are the best kinds of runs.