It has been a bit of a rough summer.
Sure, I've done awesome things I never thought I'd do (like that triathlon), but my schedule has been a jumbled mess.
To say I am excited for school to get back underway for my son, and for my husband's schedule to return to the hours that are more in line with the hours I prefer to run, would be an understatement.
For the summer, my other half and I flipped hours (so I did drop off instead of pick up). Doing this mean running at night. After work.
In a phrase: It has been terrible.
I am NOT an evening runner. Kudos to those of you who are and love it. It is not how I am wired. I am wired to wake at 4 a.m. on the dot every day to run. Running in the morning clears my head early, sets my day off on the right foot (pun intended) and something about knocking out a few miles before most people are awake just makes me feel like I've already accomplished something.
In this last month before my marathon (good golly how did that creep up so fast?), I realized I am so grateful my schedule goes back to "normal".
I often get e-mails from people asking me how I stick with training or find time for running and I always answer the same way: Find what really works for you. When I say that I mean what REALLY works for you. As in, just because you have time to run at night (like I did this summer) doesn't mean it will work for you -- you may hate it and not want to stick with it. What works for me is running. Before dawn. In the quiet and cold.
When you find something that works, don't muck around with it. I did. And it was awful. See you all Monday morning for my first 4 a.m. run back on schedule. I. Cannot. Wait.