When the subject of early morning running crops up, I enthuse. Best time of the day, I say. Makes you feel great. Sets you up for the day. Gets it out of the way. All this is true, but the shameful fact is that I don’t drink my own Kool-Aid, as our American cousins like to say. It’s months since I slid out of bed before 7:30 to trot around the block.… READ MORE.... …