Becoming an Early Riser 004
Faltering...that's how I describe this little exercise as I close out my second week...it has been two weeks, right? I checked, yes.
Another annoying symptom of middle-age...remembering, or the lack of, I should say. I think it's not because I can't, it is because I have so many electronic tools at my fingertips nowadays, that I just don't HAVE to. Once upon a time, I could recite all my family and friends phone numbers and birthdates without so much as glancing at a calendar or address book...oh, I knew their addresses too! Not today; not without my phone or laptop and internet. It's sad really, and reconcilable, but that's not what we're here for.
Today, we talk sleep or the lack there of, and will I continue to falter, or hang tough?
I'm not really sleep deprived. I have been pretty faithful to being in bed right around 10 p.m., give or take 10 minutes. I read a page or three and then lights out.
I'm probably getting more sleep, or at least as much, as I did with my old routine of going to bed at midnight and waking to the alarm at 6 a.m. and slapping snooze until 7-7:15; which was no bueno. Then I'd have to rush to make coffee, that I never miss...make lunch, shower, dress and get out the door in time for work...which I was usually behind by 10 minutes, give or take. Also, no bueno. That's stressful. I find being late is very stressful. It only took me, what, 30 years to figure that out. I avoid it, and now that I'm getting up earlier...much better. Must be...my BP was lower this morning than it's been in a LONG time.
I must confess however, I did lay back down after slapping off the alarm at 5:15. That is a risky move, folks, when you don't have the snooze activated, which I do not. It was one of the tips I picked up when contemplating this little endeavor. No snooze, and no laying back down. Luckily, I did not fall back to deep sleep and rose at 5:50. That is not a habit I want to form. Either commit, or quit.
I don't hate this. I thought I would, you know, getting up before dawn, in the dark, with no particular task in mind to complete, but I've enjoyed typing these entries, drawing, I did go to the river and the store...see previous posts. I should have more visuals for you...like the one below, of my view from where I sit, although it's perspective is reverse of how it appears because that's how the PhotoBooth app captured it. I need to clean of the table, again. It's more of a paper catcher than a dining table. 😏
Another annoying symptom of middle-age...remembering, or the lack of, I should say. I think it's not because I can't, it is because I have so many electronic tools at my fingertips nowadays, that I just don't HAVE to. Once upon a time, I could recite all my family and friends phone numbers and birthdates without so much as glancing at a calendar or address book...oh, I knew their addresses too! Not today; not without my phone or laptop and internet. It's sad really, and reconcilable, but that's not what we're here for.
Today, we talk sleep or the lack there of, and will I continue to falter, or hang tough?
I'm not really sleep deprived. I have been pretty faithful to being in bed right around 10 p.m., give or take 10 minutes. I read a page or three and then lights out.
I'm probably getting more sleep, or at least as much, as I did with my old routine of going to bed at midnight and waking to the alarm at 6 a.m. and slapping snooze until 7-7:15; which was no bueno. Then I'd have to rush to make coffee, that I never miss...make lunch, shower, dress and get out the door in time for work...which I was usually behind by 10 minutes, give or take. Also, no bueno. That's stressful. I find being late is very stressful. It only took me, what, 30 years to figure that out. I avoid it, and now that I'm getting up earlier...much better. Must be...my BP was lower this morning than it's been in a LONG time.
I must confess however, I did lay back down after slapping off the alarm at 5:15. That is a risky move, folks, when you don't have the snooze activated, which I do not. It was one of the tips I picked up when contemplating this little endeavor. No snooze, and no laying back down. Luckily, I did not fall back to deep sleep and rose at 5:50. That is not a habit I want to form. Either commit, or quit.
I don't hate this. I thought I would, you know, getting up before dawn, in the dark, with no particular task in mind to complete, but I've enjoyed typing these entries, drawing, I did go to the river and the store...see previous posts. I should have more visuals for you...like the one below, of my view from where I sit, although it's perspective is reverse of how it appears because that's how the PhotoBooth app captured it. I need to clean of the table, again. It's more of a paper catcher than a dining table. 😏
So, the burning question remains...will I hang tough through the summer, and really establish a life-changing habit of rising before dawn? Today, I say yes. I want to build a patio, on my own, in my backyard. In Texas, that isn't a job to be done in the middle of the afternoon's sweltering, often 100℉ heat. No ma'am...that's a get up at 4:30 and get out there by 5 and get busy...unless there's hammering involved and that has to wait until after 7 a.m.
So, will I continue...I guess we shall see, huh? Stay tuned, if you're interested in reading how a dyed-in-the-wool night owl, late riser, transforms into an early worm.
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