November 3

I really wish I were an early morning person. I do. I hear about these people who get up at 5:00 and have time to drink a leisurely coffee and check the news, even work out before they begin their day. I get jealous. They seem so productive and adult and somehow more in charge of their life. That is, until I hear that they go to bed at some ridiculous time, like 8:00 pm. Eight. PM. And then I think, nope. I just can’t do that. It seemed unjust and unfair to have to go to bed at 8:00 pm when I was ten years old. Now that I’m (mumble, mumble) years old, going to bed that early seems like the fast track to old age. And I’m not going there. Yet. Not until I’m really just exhausted enough not to care. My normal routine is that I’m up by 7 and in bed around 10:30. Maybe 11:00. The problem is that although I’m awake plenty of hours, I’m finding myself not working out like I should be. So I have to resign myself to one of two things: working out late in the day or shifting my routine one hour. If I could get up at 6 and go to bed by 10, I should conceivably fit in a workout before I go to work. That’s a big if. I’ve done it a couple of times, but I’ve not been able to do it consistently. Maybe I should be using daylight savings to my advantage before my body gets used to this “extra” hour it had to sleep. I’ll let you know how that goes, but don’t hold your breath. In the meantime, I’m thankful for being an active person most of my life. After two days of Halloween candy, it’s probably the only thing keeping me from gaining too much weight.

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