diets and duvets

I have a huge four post bed white antique bed with a yellow duvet cover.  It's my safety zone. It's my comfort when I'm sick. It's so inviting at night.  It's the centerpiece and statement piece of my room.  You could say I have a love affair with my big yellow bed.  It is also my enemy: the vice to my aspirations to be a habitual morning runner.  I've heard time and time again that the best thing to do for your body is to run in the morning.  Get your blood flowing.  Jump start your metabolism. Wake yourself up.  Clear your mind.  I want all of these things for myself.  Mainly because I don't get enough time talking to God.  I used to run all the time at night, and it was my convo time with Him.  Now, when I get off of work, I'm toast.  I want to watch the Bachelorette, cook a turkey burger, and lay on the couch.  Ruins my running plans.  So does my big yellow bed.  The moral of the story is: I have a self-control problem.  I can't control my time in a way that is disciplined.  Most the time my bed calls my name despite the fact that I want to be skinny.  But my mentality has to change.  Christ was self-disciplined in every aspect of His life.  If I want to be more Christ-like, I have to be able to use my self-control to exhibit my salvation through my actions, not achieve salvation, but exhibit it.  The Spirit living in me should have divine effect on my attitude toward my bed.  Despite how much it pains me to wake up in the morning, eat right, treat my body with care, I have to give God the opportunity to manifest Himself in my body through my discipline.  I will still have days where my diet and duvet lead my astray, but I'm learning.  Self-discipline exhibits Christ.  That's worth more to me that watching the back of my eyelids.