I spent the entire summer getting up bright and early to either walk, run, or go to the gym. And I absolutely loved it. The early morning fitness became a huge part of my routine and my “me” time. I enjoyed being up early enough to witness the sunrise each morning, and I enjoyed the solitude. And, of course, I enjoyed getting more activity into my days. However, since early October, my morning workouts have somewhat dwindled. My running partner and I only made it out a few times after the Harvest run, and I haven’t been getting to the gym in the mornings as often as I was…mostly because I’ve been going in the evenings (my fitness routine has not suffered – just changed a bit), and I’ve also continued hiking/walking on my lunch breaks. I’ve been getting my morning gym sessions in here and there but have been sticking to mostly evenings and weekends.
And once the mornings started getting colder and it was staying darker longer, I just wanted to stay cuddled up in my warm, cozy bed instead of venturing outside for a walk or run. And every time Running Buddy and I made a plan to get up and get out, something happened or we’d just cancel.
So, we made a pact this weekend to drag our butts out of bed Monday morning and get back into the routine. And we did it! And you know what? I loved it! I felt so darn good. Of course, I had to bundle up with extra pants and warmer gear, but I loved every minute of it. And I hit 10,000 steps before 8:00 am – which almost never happens. I felt so accomplished that morning and I am definitely planning to stick to the routine as much as possible.
And, as much as I’m dreading winter coming, I am totally looking forward to the solitude of a dusting of light snow in the mornings (here and there).
To be honest, I was dreading getting up so early the other morning but I really enjoyed it – not the dragging my arse out of a warm, cozy bed but that little change my day so much better. (#littlechanges)