Seeing The Sun Rise
I have always been a night owl. Deep down in my core it is who I am. I will never be that chipper, wake up at 7am for bunch kind of person. Usually the thought of getting up before the sun is out hurts my soul. So - I surprised myself this year when I started getting up at 6am to go running.
It started one day while i was lying in bed thinking about how I could create another two to three precious hours to help find more time to do things during the day. Time machine? Too hard, don't know physics well. Crack daylight savings time? Hmmm possibly impossible. Then I decided, it was time to start getting up early. 6:00 am kind of early. My goal was to get up four days a week at this time, go to the gym and get a run in so I could save my precious evening hours do more of what I enjoyed.
The road to getting up early was a long daunting one. As someone who is not shy of the snooze button the thought of having to force myself to get up and stay up was hard. As the weeks progressed though it got easier and easier until I found myself actually waking up before my alarm and being ready to hit the gym as it was going off.
I still will never be a morning person. I still value my sleep, but I now also value my early morning rituals. Rolling out of bed and getting myself to the gym is now something I actually look forward to. Do I skip it sometimes still? Of course! I listen to my body and see what it is telling me. No one is perfect and learning this has been somewhat important to me. I'm allowed to fail at this, and because of that notion is exactly why I am succeeding at it.