I just love being up before sunrise. When I finish my conditioning workout at 6AM and the sky is barely light – all black – I’m ecstatic. I can’t seem to get the drive to go back to waking up late, like 7AM late. I am super grateful to get to this point, because it wasn’t easy.
How ironic is it that when I don’t have a job I dread, I get up early and I end up doing whatever I want? When I do what I want to do I have power. It’s exciting to have power. It’s difficult to be asleep when I’m excited. Simple logic.