Rising

I have been trying to get up earlier because I have an easier time getting things done in the morning, and if I plan enjoyable activities it puts me in a better frame of mind for the rest of the day. Getting moving is the problem. I was doing well three months ago, but during December slipped back in the habit of getting up 45 minutes before I have to leave for work.

Here's what happens.

At 5:55 the radio alarm comes on, CBC Radio 2. I listen to a few minutes of Classical music and then the news. I am comfortable and think eagerly about what I'm going to do with two delicious hours before I leave for work. That much is okay. I have never liked jumping out of bed. It works better if I have a few minutes to ease myself awake.

But lately, after the 6:00 news, I fall back asleep despite the radio. I rewake around 6:45, now stubborn and immobile. I coil into the warm covers, listen to a few songs, then the 7:00 news, and finally haul myself out of bed around 7:10. I have just time to dress, sit in front of the light box for 20 minutes, write 100 words, grab some breakfast and rush out the door. I feel harried and frustrated.

I dropped the idea of getting up earlier as a goal in itself for this year (a friend pointed out this goal can arise from self-criticism and lead to sleep deprivation), however I would still like to make better use of the mornings. It's the only time when I can plan, write or exercise without having to juggle other activities from day to day.

I will not try to change anything for the next few days. I will continue to set the radio for 5:55 and lie in bed for an hour or so. I can do this through the weekend. I will not attempt to get up before 7:00, unless it feels natural to do so.

Meanwhile I will look forward to the next step in my writing plan. The next few mornings while lying in bed, I'll just think about what I want to do. Then one day, let's say next Thursday, I will get up earlier.