A month of getting up at 7am

April 2009

I’m sure to many people (especially my father) a month of getting out of bed at 7am is hardly something worth discussing.  But for as long as I can remember, dragging myself out of bed in the morning has been a challenge.

So I conducted a little experiment on myself to see what would happen if I committed to starting the day at 7am for 30 days in a row.

I recorded the whole thing in a series of blog posts which can be read at http://nickmcintosh1.blogspot.com/

And what did I get out of  it?  That a rigorous schedule does not suit my preferred lifestyle.

Sleep is something that I find extremely interesting.  On average I spend more than 1/3 rd of each day asleep and to me that seems like a waste of my time.   Life is short and I’m continually amazed by how days and weeks slip by in a blur.  To lose 1/3 of my time to unconsciousness seems an expensive price and I’m sure there’s a better way to recover after each day.

But I still love sleep.  I love the feeling of waking up and then not getting out of bed – sleeping in is one of my favourite things to do.   But it frustrates me that some people can seem to happily (and productively) get by on 6 hrs or even less.

So I’m continually searching for ways to reduce the quantity of sleep (hours) while increasing the quality.

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