Last week I managed to get up at 5:20am and meet Kate (another Team Z'er) outside of my apartment at 5:45 to be at track practice at 6am. I really enjoyed the work out and it was awesome to get feedback from the coaches on my running stride. After such a great work out I told myself that waking up before the sun is not so bad and promised myself that I would do it more often.
|maybe 530am is not so bad|
I had all intentions of making it to the 530am swim practice this morning. I know that my swimming is the weakest of the 3 triathlon sports. Going to a group practice to get feedback from a coach other than my boyfriend would be good for me. I have my first tri in a month. I should swim as often as possible. Those previous few sentences are what I told myself as I crawled in to bed at 9:30pm last night- I was trying to convince myself that waking up at 4:45am to be in the pool by 5:30am was not so bad. I even packed my swim bag so that I could just grab it and go in the morning.
4:45 am came and went. I woke up at around 3:30am by chance and turned my alarm off so that it would not even wake me up an hour later. So much for morning swim practice.
I will get out of bed to make it to track practice tomorrow AND swim practice on Thursday. There, I said it on my blog for all of you to read, so now I am obligated.
Even my dog Brizzy is tired from thinking about me waking up at an ungodly hour!