My running routine is anything but consistent. Like at this point I would be delusional to call myself a runner.
I talked to my sister today about my need to get up in the mornings for runs because my evenings are so packed. She suggested that I run when I get home from my evening activities and see if that is enough to get myself up and at it on subsequent mornings.
Shoot. I think the threat of that is enough to get me up and going!
I ran tonight when I got home from work. This is my only free evening this week.
My run, as expected, sucked.
That is what happens when you don't do something consistently.
I ran a full mile again but added 4 seconds.
12:10 first mile. 26 minutes at 2 miles.
But tomorrow, I will get up and run at least 1 mile before work.
Tomorrow will be the beginning of a new habit.
My early morning running habit.