Yesterday my alarm went off at 5:00 a.m., I took one look outside at all the snow and reset my alarm and went back to bed. When I got up the second time, I realized that the snow was not that deep and chastised myself for not doing my run. But when I went out to scoop the walk and found the layer of ice under the snow, I was glad that I hadn't run that morning. It did leave me with a dilemma, though, I had three miles scheduled for yesterday and now I was going to have to run them in the afternoon, after work.
I am a morning runner. I love the fact that there aren't too many people awake at 5:00 a.m. in the morning and I have the world to myself. At 5:00 a.m. in the morning, I have seen possums, foxes and this fall, a deer, in my neighborhood. This time of year, typically, I am running in the dark but I don't mind. I have a flashing light for my dog and when I'm on MoPac, I wear a headlight because the trail is dark from 42nd Street to 56th Street. Occasionally I will run in the afternoon and when I must, I will run after work. But personally, I find it all too easy to talk myself out a run if it is later in the day.
But since I am challenging students to follow my schedule, I felt duty-bound to honor my commitment. I got my three miles in and it was a bit of a slog, but I checked it off my schedule. What a difference a day (or time of day) makes; this morning, the five miles that I did seemed like nothing.