Sorry this is a long one.
There was a time before I was married when I was getting up at 6:oo every morning to go for a run (because I really love to run)......Then I'd go to work for 8 hours....come home, spent time with Brett or my girlfriends, and never went to bed before 1:00am. I ran 1/2 marathons, a marathon, and went on long runs every weekend. Since I've been married, I can't seem to get out of bed before 7:00 am.....I'm lucky if I run 3 times a week......still go to work for 8 hrs.....I come home and I'm wiped out and in bed by 11:00. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??? I've lost my drive, my motivation. I used to love running and it was by far the most productive and enjoyable exercise for me. Why can't I just get up, out, and run?
Well, I've figured it out......It's hard to get out of bed at 6 in the morning to go for a run when you know your husband will be sleeping soundly until 8. It's hard knowing that when you get back, he'll probably be gone for the day and you won't see him until 6 or 7 pm that night. So I gradually quit waking up early to go run. I tell myself "I'll go after work," which actually happens 50% of the time because it's even harder to leave your husband at night when you haven't seen each other ALL day, just to go for a run, when really all you want to do is relax with your hubby. I guess this is a newlywed thing:)
This is how I went from running almost every day......to running MAYBE 3 times a week, and my runs got shorter too.
Well, I've learned that for both Brett and myself....it's better if I just get up and run! It's better for me because 1) I have more energy throughout the day, 2) it allows me to clear my mind, and 3) I feel better about myself when I'm in shape and my jeans fit. This is better for Brett because 1) I'm more energetic, 2) my head is clear and I'm not crazy, and 3) I'm much more pleasant when my jeans fit!
So I've snapped out of it. I've started running again.....This Saturday I'm running the Hobblecreek half marathon. I know, it's not the smartest way to get back into it..... I'll kill my legs and have bloody blisters on my feet, but darn-it, I'm doin' it!!!