I am a sleeper. I love to sleep. I mean, I really love to sleep. Naps were invented for people like me. Some people think that it is a waste of time (e.g., my husband), but I am usually an 8+ hour a night kind of girl (although IM training has cut into that a bit). On the weekends I can sleep for 12 hours straight. I also can fall asleep anywhere. Literally. Car? Yep. Plane? Yep. Boat? Yep. Standing up? Probably! This is normally a GREAT thing, but it has been known to be problematic (e.g. trying to stay awake in class, business meetings, yawning while out with friends), but I digress.
Wednesday mornings I get up around 4:30 – 4:45 a.m. so that I can get to the pool by 5:30 a.m. for Masters. This morning I stirred and checked my watch and it read 4:47 a.m. Hmmm, I don’t remember hitting the snooze button. I checked the alarm, and sure enough, I set the time but did not turn it on.
Needless to say, I was thrilled that my body knew what to do all on its own and got me up at the right time to make it to Masters in time. Sunday is normally the only day of the week that I do not set an alarm and I never get up before 8:00 a.m., and I only get up that early because my boys wake me up, so I am still a bit shocked about this morning’s events, but very, very happy! I hate trying to reschedule missed workouts!
On a totally separate topic, have you ever noticed that taking a couple of flights of stairs makes you feel incredibly unfit? Seriously, I have been averaging 16 hours a week of training for the last month and yet my heart still races and l feel out of breath from taking the stairs. What gives?!?!