By nature I am a night owl and the mere thought of leaving my warm bed in the morning to exercise usually makes me want to poke my eyes out with a spork. Getting up a nanosecond sooner than need be is just wrong.
I did not think I’d ever be one of the morning runners. Lo and behold, marathon training changed that and I became one with perky “way to early” wake-up calls. I believe I even made a disgusting post about how awesome morning runs are during that time. I was either delusional or I just forgot how great sleep is. (Nah, it must have been the former.)
Now though, I cannot get back into that groove. I just do NOT want to get up early to run in the morning. If I do drag my sorry butt out the run doesn’t seem to do it’s usual endorphin flooding tricks. This is making me cranky. I don’t know what the best course of action is to remedy the situation.
I’m still trying since I know the summer heat will fry me when it’s in full force. Once I do get into the habit it will help the day go by faster (and is a bonus to think you’ve accomplished more than most people by the time they rise.) I will also be able to squeeze in more cross training workouts that way and it’ll make marathon training easier.
I keep reminding myself of these things as I fling myself onto the floor in an over dramatic protest to the alarm ringing. Any tips here? Is there a surefire way to tell your internal clock to just suck it up and deal?