Time Change
In my past life, I tended to lean towards being a night owl. My natural biorhythm had me staying up late and sleeping in every morning, if I could. My peak energy was early evening, and my lowest point was in the morning. When I changed from a shift-worker to a corporate worker with daytime office hours, I had to get up fairly early. Thus my coffee addiction was born. Having a child three years ago made it necessary to get up even earlier…and now it’s time to move my wake up time again…to 5:00 am as a nice start.
Maybe you like getting up early. Maybe you chirp at the wee hours of the day, bursting to get out of bed and come alive. I don’t. I’m a growly, owly, bedraggled grump with morning face and a terrible need for caffeine to make me human (sort of human anyway). But this is an urgent matter – it’s a training or no training situation. You see, a couple of times during the week, my hubby picks up our daughter after work and takes her home – so I can do my workout session in the basement gym at my workplace. It’s a sweet deal. But circumstances lately have made it impossible for me to get the required time after work to do this. So I started missing sessions…and that was bad news for my morale and my training. At first I was upset, then irritable, and then I realized that I would have to stop being a victim and make a change. Otherwise this would not get resolved.
So yesterday I started getting up at 5:00 am. It was HORRIBLE. I grumbled my way through the painfully alloted 8 km and then crabbed at my daughter while she crabbed back at me (she didn’t want to get up at her wake up time either), then continued to crab at work until my first big coffee started kicking in. This whole ordeal was a bad sign…was it going to be like this from now on? A friend of mine told me that it would take me about a week to feel better, so I could only hope she was right.
And this morning wasn’t as bad. Not bad at all. Tomorrow should really tell me how this is going to be…I’m feeling hopeful…and strangely I’m looking forward to my early morning row. How odd…
Here is where I would post a picture of a sunrise, but this is Alberta and the days are getting darker (approaching winter) so we don’t actually see the sunrise until I’m at work…
So instead, here are some happy colours (or colors if you live in the US) to represent how I want to feel when I wake up…
