Mourning Person

Once, while commiserating on our shared hatred of the early am hours, a friend of mine stated "every morning is like a funeral for sleep." I responded "exactly! I'm not a morning person, I'm a mourning person!" Oh the early am hours. Most who know me, know its best not to speak to me when I first wake up. I'm a lovely human being. Unless, of course, it happens to be prior to 8am (or 10 on the weekends). I get grumpy and bitchy. My father used to find this amusing. A prankster in general, he loved to tease me and make jokes in the am. I was not amused.

On occasions when (God Forbid) I am forced to wake before 7am, this is what happens:

No joke. That's me asleep in the grass. That morning I was forced to wake at the ungodly hour of 6am.

The thing about me and mornings is that I *secretly* love mornings. Those occasions I've stayed up til sunrise (cause there's no way I'm going to GET UP to see the sunrise), I've really loved the early morning. Its still, and quiet, and most of the world is fast asleep as logical people would be. It feels like its just yours and yours alone. Or, yours and whomever you happened to stay up until sunrise with...

Once, by accident, I woke up at 5:30. It was the morning of my sister's wedding, I couldn't help it! I wanted to go back to sleep. I tried to go back to sleep, my body was BEGGING me to go back to sleep, but my brain said: NOPE! I'M AWAKE! But you know what? This is what I saw:

It was unbelievably beautiful.

I've always envied morning people. I've been annoyed at their capacity for cheer, jokes and pleasantries when all I could think was: "why am I awake?" But deep down, I always wished that I could be chipper and useful in the am. Well, maybe not chipper.

So, the last couple months, I've been doing the fitness program p90x. Its awesome. Doing it after work is not always so awesome. It gets in the way of my social life, particularly during summer months! Not to mention, at the end of a hot day after walking home, it can be really hard to find the motivation for a seriously intense workout. As a result, I've decided I'm going to try to reinvent myself as a morning person. But sigh... so many fun things happen late at night!

The last two days I've gotten up at 6:30 and worked out. So far... well... so tired. I had to nap both days at lunch time on my desk.

I'm not sure how well this is going to work.