Sometime I wonder why I am such a Wuss. It usually happens on days when I plan to get up early and do my scheduled workout, but for numerous reasons I don’t. It happened this morning.
My wife and I had made a deal that she will take the kids to school on Wednesdays and then go to the pool. a fair trade off for what she puts up with me s/b/r all the time! I get to stay home with Jesse and have a nice breakfast. So I planned on getting up early and running way before anyone else got up and then coming home, kissing the kids as they are whisked off to school by their mother and then making a nice breakfast for me and my 1 year old.
I went as far as getting all my equipment laid out so I could find it easily and quietly in the morning! It takes a lot of stuff I determined once I saw it all laid out on the floor too! I remember when it was just shoes and shorts and off I went! Everything was ready, alarm was set, and I was in bed early. I had my workout planned!
I was going to work on some tempo running this morning, trying to get faster for my race in March ,and really wanted to see what I can do if I push it. So I was looking forward it.
4:30AM I am awakened by thunder. I go back to bed thinking it will pass, this is Memphis, and storms come and go.
5:45 AM I awake to my alarm beeping, and I slap that sucker off quick so I do not wake my bride. I hear it raining outside, so I look out the window and decide to go back to bed.
6:45 AM I wake up and think, “Why did you not go to the gym and get on the dreadmill?” Which would have been fine with me actually, but I will tell you why I did not go. I hate the dreadmill…with a passion. I only run on the dreadmill if it is below 20 degrees, and that is rare here in Memphis.
I do not mind running in the rain if I am already out and it starts raining, but I have never started a run while it was raining, especially in January! So I guess my confession is more for me to realize that I have to get out and run even when I do not want to. I wake up and it is raining? Then I go to the gym, if not, I hit the streets.
I have to make my doing match my wanting. Does that make sense to anyone?