It’s been about a week since I started myself on a 5am Club routine. And you know what? It’s been remarkably easy for me.
This makes no sense in my head because I reeeeaaaallllyyyyy like sleep. You know those people who need very little rest and have an “I’ll get plenty of sleep when I’m dead” attitude? That’s the opposite of me. If I could stay in bed for 10 or 12 hours, that would be heaven. Maybe it’s because that’s the only break I have in my day, but bedtime is definitely my favorite time. Well, after wine time, of course.
So, what gives? Why have I not struggled at all since I started? How have I managed to wake up and even get out of bed before my alarm a few times? (I admit, starting this during the weekend of the time change was genius. Accidental genius, but genius nonetheless! )
First of all, I’ve still been getting plenty of sleep. I’ve been in bed by 9pm most nights, and I’ve been falling asleep pretty much immediately. (I am NOT a night owl. Once the sun goes down, I’m ready to go down as well.) In fact, I’ve learned that 8 hours of sleep must be my sweet spot because on the two nights where I was so exhausted that I went to bed by 8:30, I was awake on my own by 4:30 and ready to start the day. Of course, if I start having interrupted sleep from small people in my house, I’m sure I won’t be nearly as rested… but so far that hasn’t been the case. *knock on wood*
The main reason I’ve been excited to start my day at 5am? Peace and quiet. I’ve been getting up and having time all to myself. I don’t have that during “normal” hours. My kids are up early, and Hubby comes home when they’re getting ready for bed, so I never have time just for me. Yes, there have been occasional hours here and there where the kids are outside playing and I’m technically “alone”, but those times are filled with laundry or dishes or cooking or cleaning or guilt about all the other things I should be doing. So daytime hours are not mine.
But at 5am, I’m alone. It’s dark and it’s quiet. The day hasn’t started. There is nothing that I have to be doing for the kids or the husband or the house. (Well, I have to let Daisy out, but I can handle that.) I have time to just focus on me. So, what have I been doing during my 60+ minutes of solitude before others wake up?
First I have my big glass of water. I started this habit in January, and I’m quite proud that I’ve managed to keep it up. I drink at least 16oz of water with lemon oil, supplements and such before I let myself have coffee. Did you catch that? Before I let myself have coffee. I put a major consequence in there for waiting too long on the water in the morning. Talk about motivation!
After that, I stretch a little. I’ve been trying to do some of the basic stretches I learned in my yoga class. I love yoga, yet somehow managed to stop going right when I was getting decent at some of the poses. Do you know what happens when you stop going to yoga and then later try to stretch at home? You realize that you’re getting old, stiff, and make weird cracking noises. Sigh. I also started to do push ups after I stretch a little. I do five “good” push ups for now. And hey, five is way better than none, right? (Baby steps, people!) It’s a huge bummer for me to only be at five because, back in the day, I was strong. (That’s one of the things I
plan to will work on for myself, but that’s another post….) For now, five it is, and I’ll work my way back up. Gotta start somewhere, right?
After that I bring my well-earned cup of coffee down to my art studio in the basement. No, I’m not back in touch with my inner artist – yet. I go down there to read my Bible. It’s the only room in the house that’s my own, has decent lighting, and doesn’t squeak when I walk. Spending a good 30+ minutes reading the Word and journaling about it gets my day going in the right direction, and I could use all the help I can get. I’m working through Proverbs now because I wasn’t sure what else to do. I do a chapter each morning. (For those of you who don’t know, there are 31 chapters in Proverbs, so a chapter a day works for a month-long study.)
Ultimately I’d like to add more during this amazing time that I’ve made for myself. I’d like to run again (when it’s warm). I’d like to pick up a paintbrush again. I’d like to write more. But for now, I’ll stick with my baby steps of stretching, push ups, and reading. Once my habit is securely set, then I’ll start tweaking.
Until then, it’s early to bed for me!
And yay for those of you who are up with me! YOU are part of the reason I get my booty up – I know I need to put my wake-up post on my Facebook page! So thank you!