I need a clocky…
Or a clock in the head. I came back from my “staycation” at my parents house last night with the grandest intentions of hitting the gym bright and early in the morning so I wouldn’t have to deal with the after work crowds. Here’s how this morning played out:
4:25 a.m. <Buzz Buzz Buzz Buzz>
Pudder my feet to the alarm. Hit snooze.
Realize that falling asleep on the couch last night didn’t give you the best night’s sleep.
Reset alarm for 5:40 to get an early start on the workday.
5:40 a.m. <Buzz Buzz Buzz Buzz>
Jump to the alarm with sleepy-eyed guilt for sleeping in instead of hitting the gym.
Tell myself, “Screw it. Sleep feels good. You can go to the gym at lunch…or leave work early and then come home and work.”
Snooze for another 25 minutes.
I used to be SO good about not ever using the snooze bar. I would think it was such a tease of sleep.
Now, I abuse it as bad as Augustus Gloop abuses the whipped cream mushrooms at the Wonka factory. It’s sick.
How do I break this bad habit?
Are you a snoozer? Or an up’and’atem kinda person?