Some people just don’t understand how
hard it is to wake up by 8 in the morning.
Believe it or not, whenever I utter
that statement to someone I often get a look that I imagine I’d
also get if I were to walk up to that someone, stick out my hand, and
say something along the lines of “Hi, I’m Jim, and I’m from
Mars”. It’s often accompanied by a snort of derision and a
rolling of eyes, and then the person to whom I’m saying it
responding with the time at which they have to wake up, a time that
is usually several hours before mine.
All that being said, though, it IS hard
to wake up by 8am. At least it is for me. And that's why I wrote
yesterday's blog about being a fan of Daylight Savings Time, even if
you a few of you thought I was insane.
Well, I may be, but not for that
reason.
You know how everyone has an internal
body clock, a clock that regulates when they’re at their peak and
when it’s time to shut down for the night? Well, for as long as I
can remember, mine’s been set on, oh, Hawaii Standard Time. For
whatever reason (and this goes back to when I was a teenager) I’ve
always had trouble waking up in the morning. Even if I get to bed at
a reasonable hour (and living with someone who has to get up much
earlier than I I usually DO get to bed at a reasonable hour) I’ll
just stagger out from under the covers in the morning, stare limply
at the wall for several hours, and go about my business with the
lowest expenditure of energy possible. Believe it or not, this can
last until noon or so, until something kicks in (probably sunrise in
Hawaii), my batteries finally turn on, and I join the land of the
living.
It’s weird.
Even if I’m out running or skiing in
the morning, it always starts off as a listless crawl until the
endorphins (or whatever they are) kick in and I actually seem to
develop a burst of energy. But even then there have been a few
mornings where, when I’m finished, I don’t remember a thing about
the run (or the ski). Like many people, my mind tends to wander when
exercising; unlike many people, my mind doesn’t always come back
from its meanderings when I’m done.
Luckily, I work at a time of the day
when I can take advantage of the fact that my batteries kick in later
than for most people. On those rare occasions when I’ve had to do
something on the air early, it just hasn’t worked out. Oh, I’ve
tried, but after several instances of going home after an early
morning, taking a nap, and waking up in total disorientation, not
knowing where I was or when I was, I gave that up. I’ll stick to
afternoons, thank you very much.
So if you ever see me early in the
morning, and happen to notice I’m not my usual manic self, you now
know why. Because it really IS hard waking up before 8 am!
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