At first I didn’t.
I fell asleep after 12am and woke up this morning at 4am. Then at 6am. and again at 7:30am. Needless to say, my sleep schedule was wacky and I felt like a sack of potatoes coming out of bed.
I realized I had my morning routine to follow through with, which requires me to run at least 1 mile to start my day. Suddenly, a flood of excuses began to emerge – LOL!
I was caught with my guard down and nearly drowned. Fortunately, I had my fiancee ask me if I was going to run. Now I had a witness – someone to hold me accountable for my actions.
She is not the type to take excuses, as she runs everyday around 5-6am. It was a no-brainer at that point – I had to run.
As I was getting ready to run, I started to rewire myself with positive affirmations. Telling myself that I feel great, I have tons of energy, I run effortlessly like a gazelle, etc. By the end of the run, I was feeling great.