So this week was it! I was going to ease into it though...would I need to be dragged ouf of bed this early? I didn't know...maybe?
Monday I made myself get up at 7am. Yes, that's early for me...and it was my rest day on top of it. Woo hoo...success! Tuesday, 6:30. Another success, and yet still, a trainer workout so didn't even go to the gym. Yesterday...6am. It's getting easier. And I got to the gym & saw a bunch of old friends. Saw lots of surprised faces, got a few "welcome back to the real world" comments. It felt good. And surprisingly, wasn't that difficult to get up. Then there was today... the dreaded 5:30am wake up. Go figure, 5am I'm wide awake. By 5:25, after laying in bed for 25 minutes, I said screw it & got up. At the gym working out by 6:30 (yes, having the foster dog adds 30 minutes to my morning routine). This one felt great!!
It's amazing how quickly you fall out of a habit. Hard to form a habit but easy to fall out of it! You hear it all the time...it takes 90 days, 6 weeks, 3 months, whatever...to form a habit but less than 1/2 that time to break it. Exactly what happened to me. But I'm back. And it felt great. And I look forward to being in the pool tomorrow morning at 6:30am. Oh, don't get crazy on me...the excited part is about the 6:30...not excited to be swimming. That's still a ways away ;) And who knows, maybe next week I'll get up at 5am...
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