The hardest thing about becoming a runner was getting up early to run.
Who likes to wake up before the sun?
But I live in the south. I have to wake up early before it gets too hot — even in the spring and fall.
I’m usually up before 5:30 AM on Saturday mornings. I eat something, do my business in the bathroom and drive to see my running crew. I’m up early for the rest of the week because it’s part of my ritual.
I hate it.
I prefer sleeping late and watching tropical sunsets, but waking up early has taught me some discipline. I love quiet mornings where I can organize my thoughts before my chaotic day begins in full. I like the moments where I can observe the world from a different perspective, too. And I like being left alone to write.
Here are a few pictures of my early morning sunrise photos from all over the world.
Running! Waking up at the butt-crack of dawn! Who knew it could be fun? There are worse reasons to wake up early, though. It’s worth it.
— LFR (@lruettimann) October 9, 2014
Good morning. pic.twitter.com/LdhoRt9dc1
— LFR (@lruettimann) November 9, 2014
— LFR (@lruettimann) October 17, 2014
A photo posted by LFR (@lruettimann) on
Another beautiful sunrise in San Diego. Final day. pic.twitter.com/3E16C03J0P
— LFR (@lruettimann) October 29, 2014
Good morning. pic.twitter.com/6MyAfHLMWz
— LFR (@lruettimann) December 13, 2014
Good morning. Bundling up and ready for a second day of fun in Chicago. pic.twitter.com/KAXZRR4xu7
— LFR (@lruettimann) January 8, 2015
Sunrise over Dallas. pic.twitter.com/yvdsQuaa59
— LFR (@lruettimann) January 20, 2015
— LFR (@lruettimann) February 1, 2015