Waking up is hard to do...

Sorry for the cheesy title to this post.  I'm suffering from lack of sleep...

So this morning at 5:00 my alarm clock went off.  It was time to run.  I hit snooze and listened to see if I could hear rain.  I didn't.  5:05 it went off again.  I hit snooze, listened for rain, reasoned with myself, "Okay, it might be raining even if I can't hear it.  Besides, I went to bed late last night, I'm too tired to wake up and run."  5:10 it started to chime that my snooze was over.  I checked the weather on my phone and sure enough, it said it was cloudy - not raining.  I realized that I was just making excuses not to wake up.  BUT if I didn't wake up and run, I'd regret it the rest of the day.  So, dragged my ass out of bed, proud of my commitment and will power. 



It's too early for pictures!

 Brady didn't share my sentiment and refused to make eye contact with me until he saw me putting on my running shoes and realized that he wasn't expected to get out of bed, yet.

I left the house a little late, but psyched to try out my new watch.

It looks a lot more bad ass online when it's attached to some sporty dude's wrist and you can see that it's called "Timex IRONMAN".

I didn't have time to walk to the park, run around the park and walk home, so I started my run from my corner.  I upped my run time today to three intervals.  Two minutes running, one walking in each.  That got me just to the entrance of the park and down the block, instead of going in. 

I was quite happy with myself and feeling very smug about the whole thing until I saw a group of runners who had obviously been at it for more than 8 minutes.  Hahaha!  Someday if I stick with it!  Maybe I'll even be able to run to the park, enter and do a lap and the run home. 

It's good to have goals, right?