Yes, generally speaking, I have trouble with getting up for morning exercise. My struggle is actually getting out of bed; once I get up, I’m good to go. This morning was a bit different. I got up, dressed, Garmin on, shoes laced up, ready to hit the rode. I took Maxwell out for a warm up while my Garmin located the satellites. While I was out walking Maxwell, something just felt wrong, and it wasn’t the fact that I torn up the backs of my ankles on Tuesday’s run.
I had a feeling in my gut that I shouldn’t go out on this run. Maybe I was being paranoid and my run would have been just fine. Or maybe I could have gone on my run and have something terrible happen. I’m not really interested in finding out. I trusted my instincts and came back inside. Rather than going back to bed (since I was already up) I ordered myself a RoadID and a SPIBelt. (I also typed up this blog.)
Personal safety while running isn’t something I’ve taken very seriously. Unless I have my CamelBak, I don’t generally carry anything with me: no ID, no cell phone, not even a water bottle. I know this isn’t a good idea, but I’ve never given it much thought. This morning changed all that.