On Early Mornings and Sacrifice

It’s spring break week here which means a glorious week off with my kids.  We have some exciting plans (Patrick turns 6 this week and we’ll have a bunch of kids running around for a superhero birthday party on Thursday), we have some boring plans (deep cleaning rooms, taking inventory of summer clothes, other chores) and we have some things we are anticipating (hopefully a new baby cousin will be born in the next week or so…we’re very excited).  Spring break is a nice time to relax and recharge for the final push of the school year.

This morning I wanted to get in an easy three mile run.  This is a distance that I often do at the school track when the kids are home.  If I do that they can play on the playground for a bit while I’m running and everyone is happening.  But I set my alarm last night because I knew the forecast called for rain and the track/playground option doesn’t work so well when it’s raining.  I woke up at 5:30 and, sure enough, it was raining…and not just a little sprinkle either.

Here’s where the going gets tough for me.  I fully admit that I’m spoiled in my running life.  My schedule usually allows me to run after dropping the kids off at school which means I rarely have to force myself out of bed in the dark early morning hours.  I have it easy in my running life.  But sometimes we need to make sacrifices for the things that are important to us and running is important to me.  So I laid in my bed, watching the minutes go by, for 15 minutes or so.  I had a little fight with myself about how maybe the rain would stop and we could do the track/playground thing later.  Or I could probably force myself to do 3 miles on the treadmill.  Because it’s so dark outside and my bed is so nice.  But after awhile I decided I was being silly, I was never going to get back to sleep anyway so I needed to just get up and get going.

So I did.  And it was wonderful.  It was dark, sure, but not as dark as I had convinced myself it was.  And I had my reflective vest on so I could be seen.  It was raining, sure, but there is something so lovely about running in the rain.  That early in the morning the world is so quiet and you run past houses where the lights are just blinking on and it’s like you’re the only person awake.

When I got home my husband was nearly ready to go to work, my kids were up and settled with some morning plans and the Keurig was ready for me to press go.  It was a nearly perfect start to the day.  I think I’ll do it again tomorrow.

Today’s run: 3 miles plus 10 strides, town loop with cemetery hill

Yesterday my sister reminded me of my 40 before 40 list.  It looks like I’ve been slacking on accomplishing anything there but I really haven’t.  So I’ll update some things there later today.  Also, 2 years is a long time so she probably needs to give me a break.  I’ll get there.  Or I won’t…it’s just a silly list.  (Love you, Joni)


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