4:30 a.m. to 8:30 p.m. is 16 hours.
6:30 a.m. to 10:30 p.m. is also 16 hours. And it's a stretch of time most of us are more comfortable with. I know I am.
And if it's the same number of hours, then why on earth would I (or anyone) choose the one that starts in what seems a bit like the middle of the night?
For me, here's why:
When I try to meditate, read, write, or exercise after kid bedtime, I might possibly maybe get one of those things done. I'm more likely to try answering one more email and then fall down some rabbit hole online and resurface at 11:30 when I meant to be in bed an hour before.
When I try to meditate, read, write, or exercise during my work and/or family day, again, I might possibly maybe get one of those things done. I'm more likely to run over the time I set aside for those things with surprise urgent work things, surprise urgent family things, or shit that just takes longer than I thought it would.
On the other hand . . .
When I get up at 4:30 a.m., I meditate, affirm, read, write, exercise. Guaranteed. Because there is no way I'm getting up at that time just to fall down an internet rabbit hole. Hell no. Absolutely not. And because no one else is awake to need anything in a surprisingly urgent way.
What I Learned, Part 3:
I will prioritize different things at 4:30 a.m. than I prioritize at any other point in the day, and those 4:30 a.m. things are the ones that keep me healthy, sane, kind, and creative.
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This is Part 3 in a series of short posts about what I learned during my early-ass mornings experiment.
I'll see you tomorrow for Part 4.
And hey, I've gotten quite a few questions about this over the past few weeks. If you have questions you want me to answer in this series, send me an email or leave it in the comments by clicking here.
With love from Cheryl
PS: If you are trying to fit in things that keep you healthy, sane, kind, and creative, you are not alone.