The Day I Tried to Be a Morning Person (and Failed Miserably)




The Day I Tried to Be a Morning Person (and Failed Miserably)


The Dreaded Alarm Clock

You know that feeling when your alarm goes off, and it’s still dark outside, and you question every life decision that led to this moment? Yeah, that’s my everyday reality. I’m a self-proclaimed night owl, a creature of the night, a…well, you get the picture. But recently, I’ve been bombarded with articles and Instagram posts about the supposed magical powers of waking up early. Increased productivity, they say! More time in your day, they claim! So, I decided to embark on a daring, possibly foolish, experiment: become a morning person for a day.

alarm was set for the ungodly hour of 6:00 am (I know, I know, laughable for you seasoned early birds). My plan was foolproof (or so I thought):

  1. Wake up before the sun even considered rising.
  2. Drink a healthy green smoothie (because that’s what morning people do, right?).
  3. Go for a jog while listening to uplifting music.

Step one went surprisingly well. I woke up before my alarm, feeling like I had already conquered the world. “This morning person thing is easy!” I thought smugly. Step two, however, was a disaster. My attempt at a green smoothie tasted like lawn clippings mixed with regret. I choked it down, wondering if this was how I met my demise – not in a blaze of glory, but in a blender-related accident.

The Universe Had Other Plans (and They Involved Rain)

Now came the real challenge: the jog. I put on my workout clothes, feeling surprisingly energetic. I even managed a few stretches before realizing I had forgotten my headphones. No uplifting music for this discouraged jogger. I decided to brave it anyway. Five minutes into my run, it started to rain. Not a gentle drizzle, mind you, but a full-on downpour. Drenched and defeated, I trudged back home, my dreams of becoming a morning person washing away with the rain.