Too bad it had nothing to do with running in any way, shape or form!
4:15 am – the earliest I have ever been up with one of my “sleeping through the night” children, on a consistent basis. It’s an absurd hour. It’s in-humane. It’s borderline abuse.
This is what 4:15 am looks like:
Don’t be fooled, it’s not as cute and adorable as it looks.
Ok, maybe it is:)
The way it works in the Edwards’ household is that (historically speaking) I get up with the kids. Part of the whole “stay at home mom” thing. With the new development of the little guy thinking 4:15 is an acceptable time to start the day – we had to make a new plan. I draw the line at 4:45 – I will get up at that time everyday to go to the gym and get my sweat on, but I can NOT start my day to an off-the-wall 22 month old at 4:15 everyday followed by the other two monkeys around 6-6:30am. So the hubster and I alternate days. Unfortunately for me, this was my day to get up with the boy – and it was a Saturday (unfortunately for parents, children don’t care whether or not it’s a weekend – they’re up early!)
Silly that my #1 concern was when and how am I going to get my long(ish) run in now?!?!
The 7:30am nap really helped whip me back into shape – and I was cruisin’ on the treadmill by 10.
The rest of the day is a complete blur – but it was Christmas eve, so I’m sure it included a little present wrapping, hanging with the family time.
I used to have a GREAT memory – it went straight out the window when the kids came. Now I can’t remember what I had for breakfast. That’s a lie, I have the exact same thing every day. More like I can’t remember whether or not I brushed my teeth, put deodorant on. You know, basic hygiene, it’s a tough one;)
What about YOU???
Are Saturday/Sundays usually reserved for longish runs?
What time do you get up on the weekends?
How early is TOO early?