I do it every night. Not because it affects my night, but because it affects my next morning. (I hope I’m using affect & effect right. If not, KBird will undoubtedly correct me.) Oh, I forget sometimes, or I just can’t manage to make myself spend that 90 seconds late on a Saturday night occassionally, but I sure want to do it every day.
I set my coffee maker. Clean it out from that day, prep it for the next morning’s brew, and put the timer on. When I know that coffee is ready and waiting for me when I wake up, I am exactly 78% more likely to not mind getting out of bed. It’s scientific fact.
I’ve written a few times (for you, it probably feels ad naseum, for me, it feels like it’s barely been brought up) about my running. When I don’t get my daily run in, my wife doesn’t really want me around. I’m sort of wacky-hyper-abrasive-irritated. I’ve got all that pent-up energy – I haven’t worked through things how I do every since day – I haven’t pushed myself to exhaustion – I haven’t stimulated myself. Read More