I would love to be able to tell you that I am a bright and cheery person when the sun comes up each morning. I would like to claim that I am completely renewed, motivated, and full of life when I wake up. And most of all I wish I could say that I am especially kind when a new day begins. BUT.... for some reason it never works that way. Why do I act so weird after I sleep? The morning time is my nemesis... dun dun dun.
A few times this week I awoke with my hard-working hubby at 5:30 a.m. and headed to the gym at 6:00. Now you would think that after I was up and ready to go, I would feel invigorated and accomplished. Yet... here is how it really went ---
Super grumpy face! I was not exactly thrilled about my wakeful state at that time. I involuntarily closed my eyes, slumped against the kitchen wall, and tried to sleep in an upright position. But I will say that it is not always the hum bug that comes out. Sometimes I become a hyper maniac who bounces around the house like it was a mental institution. No really... it's embarrassing. Jake gets a good laugh out of it, because he deals with early hours much better than I do. He never becomes a grumpy gremlin or a silly psycho just because of the time on the clock. I am not sure what causes one or the other to appear in me - but I do know that I am always out of character if it is morning. I often tell my husband it was the beds fault because the "right side of the bed" is against the wall, which forces me to always get up on the "wrong side."
And another thing.... why is it that ones appetite must suffer so at this time of day? I wanted to eat this tasty cranberry muffin to give me a little boost so my workout would be extra energetic --- FAIL. It didn't really taste good. It kind of just gets in my tummy and squiggles around.
But even though mornings and I don't really get along, I am truly grateful for each day. Even when it feels too early to be awake, and I would rather be in bed, it is a beautiful thing to watch the sun come up. And being up and about in the quiet of the morning does something good for the soul. I feel Gods presence in a special way in those hours when the sky is dim and the world is still. So that is ONE good thing about mornings :)
1 comment:
ah, such a cute post! I feel for yeah. Morning and I haven't gotten along in my lifetime. Even on my wedding day I had to force myself out of bed. lol. But I agree that it is much more peaceful than the hustle and bustle of the rest of the day.
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