Definitely Not a morning person, but trying…

I'm definitely not a morning person. Never have been. Never will be. And then I had kids.

How to accidentally hack your day for health

I’m definitely not a morning person, anyone who knows me can vouch for that(!), but as the saying goes, if you can’t beat them, join them (the little folk that live in my house that is).

The only way to survive so many people (two) talking to me at once before my eyes are even open has been to go for a run first thing. I still find this surprising every day that I leave the house with my trainers on. The difference it makes to my mood, energy and capacity to think straight is astonishing. And I only run for 15-20 minutes most days. Less than 3km! I was almost embarrassed at first, but this means it is possible and feasible for me, most likely for you too if you’re not already way ahead of me!

It’s totally worth it.

It began with lockdown #1 as I previously would run 2 or 3 times a week for a slightly longer distance with friends. 5km or 10km. I knew I didn’t want to stop altogether, but I had to be back at my improvised desk for 9am and look after lunches for the children and then do after school-type activities, so this is all I could squeeze in.

The summer was amazing as there was no commuting, no school run, nowhere to go and yet the sun blasting through the blinds early.

But now I quite like running in the dark. And even when I don’t feel like it, I know once I’m out it will be good, it’s just starting that’s difficult. If I don’t go, I’m mad at myself all day long, and rarely do I find a time later in the day to go out so I have to live with the brain fog and low mood.

There are some conditions for success:
1. I have to leave running clothes ready or know where they are.
2. I have to leave straight away else I run into breakfast duty.

If I try to do something at home, it is not quite the same as the fresh air and lack of interruptions is quite special. I also laugh and marvel when I see a squirrel, swans, the odd dear or a heron.

I now know that this is my keystone healthy habit; the one that enjoying my day depends on and the one I don’t want to give up. The curious thing is that I should discover it by accident.

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