I am most definitely a creature of habit. I follow a schedule based on whether its a "run" day or not and whether I have a morning or an evening workout scheduled. Other than these little variables, day in and day out, I follow my routine with little deviation. I've got the system down so well that I usually don't need to look at the clock to stay on track.
Take my morning routine for example.
If we are running from our usual spot, which is generally the case, I need to get up a half hour before the start of the run. It takes about 12 minutes to drive there and I like to give myself a little cushion (3-4 minutes). That leaves me 15 minutes to get dressed, put on my Garmin, fill my water bottle, check my email for last minute cancellations and eat a protein bar. Since I choose my outfit the night before and my posse doesn't care if I show up with morning breath, 15 minutes is usually more than enough time. So, 30 minutes before a 5:30 run, means a 5:00 a.m. wake up. But, every so often, we run at 5:00 or 5:15. Today was one of those days.
Last night, before getting into bed, I set my alarm for 4:45 a.m. I double checked it just to be safe and went to sleep. So, when it went off this morning, I got up like usual, shut it off (as to not wake up J) and followed my normal routine. I briefly looked at the clock, saw that it was at a time that I was accustomed to seeing, grabbed my keys and headed out the door. The same as any other day.
But, it wasn't like any other day, because when I got in the car and turned it on, I finally looked at the clock long enough for it to sink in.
My internal dialogue went a little something like this:
Huh? The clock must be wrong. I got up at 4:45.
Grab the cell phone. 4:44.
Seriously? What's going on here? When are we running? 5:15. Crap. I don't need to leave yet.
Can I go back inside? Nope, if I wake up the girls, J is going to freak.
I could go there and wait. Yup. I'll just wait.
Who the #$%! touched my alarm clock?
Whatever. I'll just go run.
And that's what I did. I ran before the run. But the entire drive over, all I could think was ...
1. If someone wanted to pull a killer joke on me, all they would need to do is change my alarm clock.
2. If the power ever goes out and my alarm still goes off once it comes back on, I'm totally going to end up running at like 2 a.m. or something and not realize it until I am done.
I guess that's what I get for being so stuck in my routine. But, I can't be the only one this has happened to.
Note: J said he hit a button on the alarm clock before going to bed, but he saw that the alarm was still set so he thought it was OK. What actually happened was that he set the other alarm on the clock which was preset for 4:30 a.m.