5am: The Hour of Horror!

You can probably tell from the title that I started getting up at 5 am. It’s terrible! It’s dark and gloomy and everybody is still asleep and I feel so sorry for myself.

I started doing this for the last couple of weeks because I have had sick kids and there is no way I can get to the gym or have some alone time with God when I have to tend to the poor little sick ones. So I chose to get up before the crack of dawn and get it done.

Of course Mondays are the worst. This morning I dragged my sorry bones out of bed and felt waves of self pity sweep over me. I was convinced that I have invented some form of self torture, and just like every other morning during the last two weeks I couldn’t help but wonder “How is this worth it?” While pulling on my sweats I started making plans to get out of this hour of horror. I would go through every excuse and every alternative in my mind.

You would think that once I reach the car I would feel much better and my mood would change, but no such luck. Ice on the windows and a sleepy neighborhood is not exactly the best mood lifter. So I shiver all the way to the gym, and lo and behold what do I find: Lots of people, awake at this terrible hour, walking, sweating and running like you won’t believe. At that point the self pity started to vanish a bit. If I want to look good, feel good and have a good day, I guess there is a price. So I gave the receptionist a weak little smile and started walking the treadmill, armed with my scripture cards, ready to give the enemy a kick in the head.
Half way through my routine all thoughts of hating exercise and quitting left my mind. I felt good, I was going to be okay, life is not that bad after all.

And when I left there at 6:30, what do you know, the sun was up and the world looked beautiful. I felt God’s touch in the early morning breeze.
The best part for me: Exercise is behind me and I’ve put my spiritual armor on at the same time. I don’t have to worry about that for the rest of the day. This day sure looks promising…

6 thoughts on “5am: The Hour of Horror!”

  1. I can not get up at 5am. I am not a morning person, but I enjoyed reading your story. I might give it another try. I don’t have gym membership, but I like to walk early (if I can get up)

  2. I think I can wake up half an hour earlier and exercise a little; thank you for the tip. I guess it’s the only way ( and time of the day) that I can start doing my exercises ….because, yes, starting is a big problem for me .
    And my three kids…

  3. I think I can wake up half an hour earlier and exercise a little; thank you for the tip. I guess it\’s the only way ( and time of the day) that I can start doing my exercises ….because, yes, starting is a big problem for me .
    And my three kids…

  4. Ok-wow this is the 4th time (yes, 4th) that the idea of an early early start to my day has been suggested to me. I am excited to wake up in the morning and exercise. I forgot (until today) how good that used to make me feel. I also remember not being in my head during that time in my life when I\’d wake up early and work out. Yes I was on auto pilot sometimes…but wow when it was done–I felt so magical and in control. I am on a mission to regain that control-so early rise…here I come. Also, I should mention I am in Vegas this weekend-but still 100% ready to get back to feeling great and in control of my day!

    Thank u

  5. Just a note in the first sentence of your post you say 5pm not am. You don\’t need to post this comment, just thought you wouldn\’t mind knowing.
    Regards,
    Rachel

  6. Thanks Rachel! I love it when ladies make me aware of mistakes on my blog and website. I strive to put together a resource of excellence, and there is always room for improvement. Let me know if you find other mistakes, and I will fix those as well. You can email me at heleen@surrenderedhearts.com
    Heleen

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