Couch to 5k training began last week, and this morning marked the second time I've woken up super early and decided to get my jog/walk out of the way first thing. While I was out there, confused by the sounds of 6:30am, it occurred to me that little wins like this were a product of patience. When I try to start a new fitness program and I decide I need to get up and workout early I tend to fail. When I let the day dictate when I should workout, knowing I need to jump at the opportunity, I succeed. The main difference this time is I changed my food first, started walking a decent amount each day, and now find myself more able to fall asleep early and get up early. Trying to force my sugar-riddled body out of bed at 6am was an exercise in futility.
Don't read this the wrong way. I'm very, very far from being a morning person. Just ask my poor, abused snooze alarm. But giving myself the freedom to workout when I want, so long as it's on the right day, has led to jog/walk sessions at 6:30am, 11am, 5pm, 6:30pm, and 8:30pm. I don't care when it happens because I haven't missed a day. Once the baby arrives, will I be better off with hard and fast routines, or will hard and fast days with the ability to improvise workout time make me more successful? I'm betting on the latter. The strength and newly formed (and hopefully perpetual) ability to say "this is my chance to work out today, I'm taking it" instead of "I'll do it later" or "I'll do it tomorrow" gives me hope that my little one will have a fit dad.