Day 10 – Week 2 – 2 mins

This morning, I woke up at five o’clock. All by myself. No alarm clock. What does this mean? Does it mean that my body is actually looking forward to getting up and jigging about for a bit in the mornings? Or is that the birds have been getting progressively louder as the days get longer, and I can no longer sleep through the noise?

The latter is probably more likely – but whatever it was, I was wide awake at five, and thought I might as well get up. A whole hour earlier than planned. Now, I’d like to say that waking up feeling like that is a result of the tiny amount of exercise I’m doing, but to be honest I really don’t think it could be having quite that much of an effect as yet.

What I have noticed though, is that the routine of getting up and dealing with my ONE BIG GOAL first thing in the morning, and getting it out of the way, is somehow making the rest of my day more organised. I can’t really explain it – but I’m finding I’m actually doing other stuff that needs doing. I’m sweeping the floors every morning, I’m writing in my journal, I’m doing a bit of Spanish before going to bed. I do feel as if doing my ‘minutes’ is setting me up for the day, and it is a good feeling. Long may it last!

This morning – two minutes with the medicine ball, and still weigh 146 pounds (66kgs).

Suzi