Francisco woke up this morning at 3:45. He usually wakes up between 3:30am and 4:30am – sometimes he goes back to sleep with little effort, other times he goes back to sleep after a bottle. This morning, like every other morning for the last 6.5 months, I waited a few minutes to see if he would go back to sleep. He didn’t. So I got up and tried rocking him. Didn’t work. I gave him a bottle at about 4 a.m. And then I did something I’ve never done before.
I went to the gym.
At 4:20 in the morning I left the cozy place I call home, went outside and walked a half a block to the gym. Then I got on the elliptical. It felt goooooooodddd. Oh Lord, it felt good. I mean, yes I was tired. But it felt so good to wake up and go to the gym.
I did 30 minutes on the elliptical and then did about 20 minutes of chest/tricep weights. By 5:20am I was back home. Got the coffee maker started (it’s auto-set to start at 5:45am) and took Iggy for a quick walk. And by 5:35am I was in the shower. I had enough time to wash a few dishes from the night before, sip coffee, make eggs, get Francisco ready for daycare and most importantly, NOT RUSH through the morning.
I’ll likely be asleep under my desk at 2pm this afternoon however this morning, I made it to the gym.