A bit of oatmeal, some coffee and we ease into the day. Well, not so much. By the time I got to the oatmeal and coffee, I had already walked 1.2 miles, with a train ride in the middle, plus the whole getting out of bed and getting dressed and all of that, including makeup and jewelry.
It’s a whole thing.
I have a Samsung Galaxy watch, and one of the programs on it allows me to set a “must wake up by” time, which is set to 4:30 am, and then it monitors my sleep cycle and wakes me at the end of an REM cycle closest to that time, provided that there isn’t time for another complete cycle.
For the last 3 days, it’s gone off at 4am. It’s amazing to me how much better my mornings have been. I’m up and out of bed, dressed and answering emails before my 4:30 alarm goes off. If I had gone that extra half hour, I would have gotten up groggy and cranky and slow.
Time is a funny thing, really. A human construct that lets us function within a society, a measurement of when rather than what. At one point in my life, I was so addicted to knowing what time it was, that I looked at my watch about 20 million times a day (an estimate, of course, probably slightly overstated). I had to stop wearing a watch to get past it.
In fact, I went without a watch for close to 8 years before I got my first fitbit. I’d broken the addiction, and didn’t fall back into it, but I came to love having that fitbit. I’ve only recently upgraded to the Galaxy watch as my Fitbit Charge HR 2 was on its last legs. I love the versatility of it, I only wish the associated Samsung Health app was a little more robust, like the Fitbit app.
Speaking of time, it looks like I should get myself back to my work. Emails to respond to, pages to write…you know, the usual. And I don’t want my coffee to get cold.
Happy Wednesday, Readers! I hope time is on your side today!