This morning was a perfect example! My alarm went off at 7am. I snuggled back into my warm blanket and many pillows, easily drifting back to sleep. I heard the front door shut at my dad left at 7:15am for work but that barely registered. 8:15am my mom left for work, once again bringing me into the very early stages of wakefulness before I turned over and plunged back into slumber. Even when I was awake, I stayed curled up in bed basking in it’s toasty comfort and unwilling to move. I counted to one-hundred and then made myself throw off the covers and climb out of bed. It had just turned 9am.
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My reluctance, in part, comes from winter. It’s been getting down into the negative numbers for the night and early mornings here and though the inside temperature is set for the low seventies (Fahrenheit) the cold still sneaks in and makes itself known. I am “lucky” enough to have the bedroom with two walls that have nothing but the elements on the other side. I am also the farthest bedroom from the furnace. My room gets just a tad chilly. I wear long pajama pants and my long-sleeved shirt was thermal, but the chill still bites a little first thing in the morning and I’ll be honest… if I don’t have to be at work or an appointment, I don’t want to crawl out of bed until I either absolutely NEED to use the bathroom or my stomach starts growling. Until then, I pull the curtain so that blasted ray of light quits falling across my face and hunker down.
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I used to not care about this at all. It didn’t bother me. I’d put in my time getting up early for school through grade, middle, Jr. high and high school and then college. I had earned my late mornings! I had tried a few times to become an early bird, but I love my late nights and AM snuggle time too much to really cement an earlier schedule into place. I am, however, going to give it another go since in my healthier lifestyle endeavors, it would benefit me to get up early and have breakfast so that I can get in a good workout. Exercise makes me feel great, so if I do it before the middle of the day, I’ll feel better and be more motivated to get more done earlier. My brain understands this, I see how it works and I make a plan to go to bed a little earlier and wake up a little earlier… but when I’m half awake and surrounded by pillows, I just can’t pull myself upright until 9am most days.
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Maybe if I treated my workout like an appointment I have to keep, or if I set alarms one minute apart for fifteen minutes… or maybe just kick myself in the butt in the morning and remind myself to just DO IT already! Ah, but all reason seems to be of no consequence when I’m in the perfect comfy position. This is something I’m going to keep focusing on, though. I can train myself to get up earlier, I just know it! I have to find what works for me.
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Now, lets see if I can go get dressed for work without giving into the temptation to flop back down onto my bed. Just ten minutes! 
(it’s never just ten minutes, haha!)
Shhh, did you hear something?