For the first few days when we change the clocks, I always think about the old time.
The first morning back to work especially. Because when my alarm goes off at 5am, my brain instantly thinks -
"It is really 4am."
And I know a few of you do get up at 4am (or earlier) but for me there is just something about getting up at a time with a 4:xx in first number. A 5:00am wake up just seems much easier than 4:59am even though its only one minute.
Even though the clock didn't actually say 4:00am on it, my body felt like it was 4am and it was difficult to get myself in gear and out the door on my run. The one thing driving me to run was that the temperature was 54F! I put on my capris and long sleeve shirt and headed out the door for my run.
54F at 5am hasn't been seen in months and my planned 6 mile run turned into 7 miles. I just didn't want the run to end because a) it was so nice out and b) that meant I would have to go to work.
This mornings run reminded me how much I enjoy summer running.
How much I enjoy not having to put on 13 layers to go run.
How much I enjoy not wearing gloves.
How much I enjoy not seeing my frozen breath in the beam of my headlamp.
I think I am ready for spring time and warmer weather for sure. I enjoyed winter while it lasted but it has over stayed it welcome. Time for spring!