Posts tagged AM workouts
Posts tagged AM workouts
My alarm has been going off way to early the past few weeks as I embark on a sort of quest to find fit in the mornings. The harsh berrp berrp berrp cuts the darkness and bleeds into my dreams at 5:30 AM. I fumble to sit up… then I usually pause and think, “do I really want to do this?” Before I change my mind and roll back over into the warmth of my covers, I amble to the bathroom in the dark. My crazy morning hair gets pulled into a ponytail, teeth are brushed, lulus are pulled out of the hamper, put on, and then covered in layers of sweats. Before the rest of the world is awake, I step into the brisk but fresh dawn air and make my way to the jeep. While cycling through radio stations, I almost talk myself out of going each time… part of me wants turn around and retreat… and I regret not hitting snooze right up until I pull into the gym and park. The box is filled with muted “mornins”… Bodies sprawled out across the floor pretending to stretch while catching a few last moments of shut eye. I am self-admittedly not a morning person, but in an effort to alleviate the afternoon rush, or have time for non-fit finding activities (ahem summer happy hours), I’ve found myself waking up early more often than not… so here is my collection of reasons why the morning workout is slowly making its way into my routine and maybe my heart:
Wait. Okay. So as much as I appreciate the morning burn, here is why I still hate workouts before daylight:
My AM adventures happened by mistake… sort of out of necessity. I was forced to incorporating mornings into my routine on days where I knew I wouldn’t make it to the gym at night. Jumping out of bed before the sun is up still feels kind of like ripping off a band-aid. Temporary pain. But I’ve learned to embrace the suck (ahem AM “Jerry” anyone?). Once you’re in the gym and playing with PVC, it isn’t sooooo bad. Bed becomes a distant memory. And, as a result, I have time for afternoon fun, reduced my must-leave-the-office-at-exactly-5:30-or-I-won’t-make-it stress and have entered beast mode before most people have even showered.
When the alarm goes off tomorrow, I just have to remind myself…this is brutal, but worth it.
Day 44: Working out before traveling makes me feel better. Proof that I got up and went to AM crossfit. Carrying my 12lb duffel bag the 2mile walk to work as a cool down, might not have been a good idea. 10AM and I am DONE finding fit today!
Do one thing every day that scares you.
It’s been a week of early mornings and two-a-day workouts: power yoga, 4 crazy CrossFit sessions, hockey games, a mud run, a run/mt. bike through the woods… operation “Shock and Awe” has been fully waged on my body.
The objective: push past the plateau and recharge my motivation. The results: within the week, I feel leaner, meaner and more energized than normal.
I think I’ve done enough fearless behavior for 7 days… the true test, keep the battle waging. Time to bring in the reinforcements!
Do one thing each day that scares you.
Every morning I set my alarm for 6:00 A.M. with the intention of getting up early to work out, and every morning I fail to roll myself out of bed. I must hit my sleeping stride in the early hours of dawn and when I hear the bzzzt of the alarm, the warmth of my covers entices me back to dreamland. In a sleepy haze, I usually fumble with the reset button and doze back off to sleep. That extra hour is never the most restful, I end up tossing and turning, but for some strange reason I’m addicted. Without it, I worry that I’ll suffer from withdrawal symptoms for the rest of the day.
As the dark creeps in earlier and earlier each evening, I end up exiting the gym or wrapping up my run in the pitch blackness of night. My headlamp has become my best friend.
This week, I’m challenging myself to rip off the “extra hour of sleep Band-aid” and just do it, if only for just one day. No hitting snooze. No excuses. I’ll sleep in my workout clothes if I have to!
I know that if I just wake up and get my workout on, I’ll feel more energized all day. The challenge has been issued. Now the hard part, holding myself accountable to roll my not-so-morning-person self out of bed. Who is coming with me?