I’ve been waking up at 5:00 am for a while now. I get up, have my coffee, and in the last week, shuffle out the door to the gym. Am I crazy? Possibly.
I love my 5:00 am coffee. I love being awake when all the world is seemingly quiet, when my problems aren’t so big, and when I can rest in the surety that a good life is ahead of me. My thoughts are crystal clear. My faith is at its strongest. I’m confident in my abilities and in the relationships I have with those I hold most dear.
I’m a fan of the magic of mornings.
I like holding myself accountable to a routine that is good for the soul. I like getting on the elliptical or treadmill and listening to a podcast by Joel Osteen or an audiobook of my favorite series. I like making my muscles work and walking out of the gym into the dawn of the day knowing that I did something that, literally, shapes my life for the better.
I love that by the time 8:30 am rolls around, when I’ve showered and had my oatmeal, that I’ve done one of the most important things that any of us can do for ourselves: self-care. Without it, I’m not my best self. And that effects more than me. It effects everyone I run into during the day, but most importantly, it effects the ones I love the most – the ones who deserve my best smile, my best energy, and my best love.
That’s why I love the magic of mornings. The physical, mental, and emotional clarity is unparalleled to anything else I do. If you don’t believe me, give it a try. Give yourself the space to be the best you that you can be. And when your life starts changing for the better, don’t forget to tell me. ☺️