If I had to list my favourite hobbies, I think sleep would come pretty close to the top of the list, just underneath eating. I look at my cats snoozing the day away and I am not-so-secretly envious. I absolutely love my bed and only really function with plenty of zeds in the tank. I’m an early to bed kinda gal and the thought of an early rise leaves me feeling a little bilious if the truth be told. Did someone say there were two 6 o’clocks in a day?? Madness!
However, something rather miraculous has occurred over the past couple of months. After years of convincing myself I couldn’t do early mornings, being in awe of those super motivated early birds working out first thing, and feeling sympathy and wonder for the parents who seem to function on very little sleep, I did my first 6am Crossfit session, despite my previous exclamations of “I could never do that” and “I don’t know how you do it”.
I’d been struggling to get my usual 2 sessions a week in as work and annual leave had started interfering with my Monday and Friday evening sessions. So, with this new found motivation for life, I bit the bullet, and on the morning we flew to Ibiza at the end of March, prior to the half day at work I had to get through, I got myself out of bed at 5:30am, donned the gym kit and made it to my very first early morning Crossfit session.
And I surprised myself by actually enjoying it! Running as the sun was rising with the sound of birdsong and stillness felt like the absolute best way to start the day. It was like I had had an epiphany. I didn’t feel sluggish and lethargic like I had always assumed I would. And actually getting myself out of my beautiful bed at such an ungodly hour felt like a massive achievement in itself.
Infact, I enjoyed it so much, I now only do 6am sessions which has freed up my evenings for
lying on the sofa under a blankie photography and blogging and spending time with Mr W.
So, as a result, I have learnt another very valuable lesson on this self discovery journey I find myself on. It’s one we all hear time and time again but often invokes an inward eye roll. However, it is so true. If you tell yourself you can do something, you can. Simples!
So maybe I will be an international pop star one day after all 😉