It's no secret that I don't get enough sleep. I'm up early in the mornings, and don't get to bed early enough. Plus I have a kid that usually ensures I get up once in the middle of the night too.
And yet, on the weekends, I get up at 4:30am. Not because I'm a masochist. And not because I really want to get up at 4:30, but because that's my running time.
I get up at 4:30 in the morning to run for two reasons. This first is that my friends usually run at 5 or 5:30. Which means if I want to see my friends, or have company on my runs, I need to get out there at the same time. The other reason is because it gets my runs over early. Which is important because the weekends are my time with family.
So the night before my weekend run, I lay out all my clothes on the dining room table.
When my alarm goes off, I get out of bed, wash up, and go out and change into my running clothes and try to sneak out of the house as quietly as possible, so as not to wake the boys. Sometimes this is successful, sometimes it's not.
I keep a headlamp in my glove compartment for those early morning runs. Because it's dark out at 5:30!
As much as it sucks to get up so early on a day I don't have to go to work, I never regret my early morning weekend runs. After they're done. Besides, I'm sure that I'll get plenty of sleep once these kids become teenagers.