Running has been sporadic as of late.
I often go to bed with these grand ambitions about getting up early and knocking it out at 5 am, but then that dark hour rolls around, and I decide: "Nah. I'm gonna sleep!"
Granted, Caleb is sleeping through the night now, so I'm getting more rest now than I did for 3 months, but I'm still tired (my ideal vacation right now would mean taking a weekend away and just sleeping that entire time: beaches? resorts? fancy restaurants? no thanks, I just want to sleep all day and all night). So when it comes to choosing whether I sleep or run, I usually choose sleep.
And who am I kidding? I've never been a morning person, and morning running has always been a struggle for me -- even pre-kids -- so I can't blame them (entirely) for my inability to get out of bed in the morning. It's just that now, with kids, that ungodly, inhuman hour is often my only choice. So, how to make it not my only choice?
I never thought I'd say it: But...I do wish we had a treadmill. I've diligently avoided treadmills for years, but now I am seeing how they may be a necessary evil -- it may be boring, but at least it provides a method for getting it done (especially when it's either too dark or too hot out). The problem for us is where to put a giant piece of machinery like that? We live in a 2 bedroom condo. And with 2 kids, a dog, and a bazillion toys, where does one find the space? I don't know, but I think a side-project may involve somehow finding that space.
That, or I actually have to get out of bed at 5 am. Ugh. Gotta find some space...We don't really need a dining room table, right?