Happy Hour: Love of running does not come easy
I have to get a less-aggressive alarm clock.
Is it really 5:40? I feel like I only slept for 38 minutes. I do not want to get up.
Who the heck gets up to run this early anyway? I mean, do I really have to do this?
I'm not training for the Olympics. I'm a sleep-deprived mother.
Well, my brain is awake; I might as well get up. But this bed is so warm — get up, get up, get up, get up.
Put your feet on the floor; put your feet on the floor; put your feet on the floor.
Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle to the bathroom. Brush teeth. Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle to the window.
It is too dark out; I should go back to bed.
Stare longingly at bed.
Why do I run? I hate running.
Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle downstairs and get dressed in the dark.
OK – dressed.
Now, where are my running shoes? Ah, there they are. Where's my hat? Should I eat something? Nah. Chewing will take up too much effort.
Oh — it is so dark. Curse you, daylight-savings time. Where are my reflectors? I should wear them.
I look like a Christmas tree with legs with these reflectors on, though. My neighbors probably think I'm insane.
OK, here we go.
No wait, I better go to the bathroom.
Flick light on in bathroom.
Oh my God – I really have to get dressed in the light. I would look like a homeless person if it weren't for the $7,000 running shoes I have and the $12,000 Garmin running watch I wear.
I forgot my running watch; where the heck is it?
Ah — there it is. OK, here we go — let's set my watch up because I'm very fancy and have a very fancy running watch.
Shuffle, shuffle to door.
Face a blast of outside cold.
It is freezing out. Why do I run??
First Half Mile
Next Half Mile
OK, getting better. I don't feel like the Tin Man anymore. Deep breathe.
Great. Let's put on some music, shall we? Cat Stevens? Why did I put him on my Shuffle? I might as well run to Enya or Kenny Gee.
Click, Click, Click
Ahhhh. Rolling Stones, now that is more like it.
Wow. I'm in the groove now.
Wa HOOO, I'm making good time. This feels great.
I'm awesome. I'm an awesome runner. What a great way to start my day.
Almost done. Wow. What a beautiful morning, watching the sun rise, getting some fresh air, getting ready to tackle my day. I love running.
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That, friends, is me and my love/hate relationship with running, and I'm pretty sure you guys training for Sunday's race have felt that way at some point during your runs.
I just wanted to use this article to say good luck to all of the Pittsburghers who are running the half and full marathon and for getting out of bed each morning and putting your feet on the floor.
Kelli Di Cesare is a freelance writer for Trib Total Media.