Wednesday, November 2, 2011

The Ever Loving Battle with Alarms

We love to hate them...not our training runs (well, maybe), but I mean, our damn alarms. Two scenarios always happen:

  1. They don't go off and you really need to get up early/on time/anything before 10 minutes before you absolutely have to get up
  2. They go off and you begin the 5-10 minute dance of hitting snooze and sleeping in and you end up oversleeping anyway.
I've been having an intense love/hate relationship with my alarms the past couple of weeks. I get mad when my phone alarm doesn't go off and I sleep until P gently wakes me up with bright closet lights, noises from the kitchen and a gentle "B******* (I will not disclose his pet name for me), you need to wake up." All I hear is "Get your lazy a$$ out of bed, and it's too late for a run."

I'm two weeks into my Cowtown training, and I've ran, oh, like 4 miles out of the 25 I should have logged already. Tonight, I'm holding nothing back. A regular, loud, annoying alarm combined with the Jillian-Michaels-30-Day-Shred-music-please-don't-yell-at-me-anymore type alarm.

Desperate times call for desperate measures, right? Yes, that's why I also enlisted some of my virtual running mama friends to not only text me at 5:30 a.m. to make sure I am running or have already ran, but also check in with me later in the day. Accountability, that's the desperate measure.

P will be hating my 5 a.m. alarms right along with least he gets to doze off for another half hour, and not be out on a 5-o'clock run in the predicted 39° temperature for tomorrow morning. Cool (almost cold) and windy = [bad.ass], right?


  1. I feel you! I hate the stupid alarm. I usually turn it off in my sleep and don't even remember it going off. Unfortunately I don't hit the snooze I turn it OFF! Go you for getting out there! I am going to be following a training starting next Monday. I'm hoping I can fit it in sometime.

  2. Right there with you. Everytime I tell the hubby to make sure I'm up before he goes to bed, his response is always "yeah right, you're not going to get up and go for a run THAT early!" Sadly, he's usually right (this is about the only thing he's right about, for the record). I think my last attempt at getting up for morning runs lasted about a week.... and that was in July :(

  3. You are such a badass to get up at 5 and go out in those temps AND wind!


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