Mornings Are Evil
Tuesday, July 03, 2012
My eyes popped open this morning as my alarm went off and I groaned. I am definitely not a morning person. I reacted how most non-morning people would.
I rolled over and went back to sleep.
I should have jumped right up, put my gym clothes on, and headed to the gym with a smile on my face. Instead I put a blanket over my head (actually, a sheet - it's too hot for blankets) and pretended that mornings are a figment of my imagination.
You know what happened?
Yeah. I fell back asleep and there was Yoda, annoying me in my dream and telling me how awesome the gym was and how my goals were attainable as long as I work for them. Also, for some reason he was riding a bike in my apartment.
You know how sometimes when you're kind of asleep you suddenly feel like you're falling and your body reacts as if it's true? Yup. That happened and I was awake again.
I put on my workout clothes, ate some oatmeal, and headed to the gym to lift my weights.
Yoda wasn't there or I'd have glared at him for guilting me in my sleep!
By the time I was done, I felt awesome. Even now I'm tired and yet energized. I'm going again after work and I'm really actually excited about it!
But I swear that if Yoda keeps showing up while I am sleeping, he and I are gonna have ourselves a let-me-sleep-you-dork talk.