Saturday, February 28, 2009

 

morning contemplation

In an effort to resume my fave sport, running, I set my mind more deliberately to my hero, Terry Fox. For six weeks now, I have run once a week. Typically Saturday before lunch. It's something I enjoy even though it's barely fitness maintenance.

I am contemplating the idea of initiating 5 am runs mid-week although I have not got it together... yet. If Birdie is up by 530 (as per the new usual), 5 am is really not early enough.

Terry liked to start a run at 4:30 am. Apparently, he loved to see the day wake up. I must agree that early runs have an unusual wonder element to them. In my travel life, I equally loathed and embraced arriving in a new destination in the early hours of the day. There are moments that occur first thing in new places that comfort me. You know, people are quietly leaving their homes, sweeping the sidewalk store-fronts and considering their method of transportation to work, school or who-knows-where. As a tourist, I'm invisible to them while routining their way into the day. At the same time, I'm blatantly unusual in the scheme of things.

The smell of the beginning of the day is distinct, too. Once in a while at home on an early summer day, I get a whiff of that morning travel scent. Love it.

I think I'm struggling with the idea of letting go of sleep. Since having Birdie, I feel that I'm not caught up on all the sleep I need to function. I've got to bank some zzz's before I deliberately give some up right?

If I get Terry's way of makign decisions, I don't think he gave the time of day much thought. He just did it - woke up, slapped on the blue sneaks and ran. Running as much as he did - one marathon a day - the earlier in the day, the better.

Morning or not, the intent of the run is to get back to me. Clear the brain, focus on what's before me and get out the madness that bubbles just beneath the surface. Tfox kept it pretty simple - and that sounds good to me.

Comments:
Good to hear that you're running again. I know that you have missed it, I'm happy for you. Can you send some of your inspiration my way? I need some serious exercise motivation.......
 
I understand some of the beauty of the day waking up. When I worked on the highways as a flagger I'd be up by 4:30am and would watch the sun come up. I appreciated the moment once I was out there. Getting up...not so much. I can't motivate myself to workout by 8am, nevermind 5. What's with Birdie getting up at that hour?
 
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