I got up this morning and ran 3 miles. Okay, 3 miles isn't that big of a deal. No really. Monday I ran 5 miles (on a treadmill), and felt like I could've done 2 more. Thus, 3 miles, for me at this point, seems like a back track (get it? track? run? I...ahem). But the point IS, I got UP in the morning and did it BEFORE work. I also went running at the BYU indoor track - which we all know running on a treadmill is easier than actually RUNNING running "somewhere" (in circles even).
2 years ago I used to get up every single morning at 5:50am, go down to the fitness room in the Brigham Apartments where I was residing, and work out. EVERY. SINGLE. MORNING. Before my 8:30am class. Amazing isn't it? I had a solid routine. Work out, School, work, homework bed (look at all the working!). And it went on like this for an entire year. I THEN, started taking a cycling class at the U on Tues and Thurs. THUS, I was not only running in the mornings, but switching up the routine every other day. I really don't know how I was such a work out rock star. Oh wait, yes I do. Sigh, can I tell you a secret? I was chubby. TRUE! A little rolly polly in the old days. It was mostly what some refer to as "baby fat" in High School. Mostly just a little squishy here and there but nothing to detrimental to the old self-esteem. Then Snow College came and I began running some. The downfall was actually when I moved to SLC and became inundated with juggling a job and school and all those things poor students have to juggle. The work out stopped most abruptly and the "freshmen 15" began to manifest itself. By the end of my first year at the U, right after spending 6 weeks eating butter, soft serve ice cream, and crepes in London and Paris, I suddenly came to the stark realization that I was well on my way to becoming a short, round, tub of gooey chub-chub. That's right I said it, chub-chub. Thus, with the promise of never getting married tagging along with health concerns and poor self-esteem, I started my rigorous morning exercise routine. 20lbs lost later, I was a happy camper again.
I've changed my work out routine in a variety of ways now. I'm a fairly active person anyway, but for the last years I've been working out in the evenings and not every day. It's kinda fallen into every other day and in the winter months when there are now outdoor physical activities to be had - well, it drops even more dismally. I've been meaning to start my morning regime again, but have yet to find the motivation (nor get to bed early enough) to accomplish it even once. Plus, now that my running distance has increased from those morning work outs two years ago (2miles to 4-5miles) I need a little more time in the morning to accomplish my running goals and feel like I really did get a decent work out. Besides, in addition to running, I like to do some stretching, ab scrunching, and arm work outs as well. The summer months are UPON us folks!! SUMMER MONTHS! Minimal clothing! Aaaaand, now I have someone I want to look normal in a bathing suit for - it's just a little extra kick in the "get working out now" arse.
So, the point of today is - I GOT UP and ran 3 miles in THE MORNING. And, I just want you to be proud of me :)