the beginning of a new era?

So today, I did something extraordinary.
On a day where I already had to be at work at 9am, I woke up early to... go to the gym. And I liked it. I know, I know, it's madness, because I am not a morning person. I even factored in enough time to drop my compost off at the Greenmarket, and then walk to work. And I was still five minutes early!

Why subject myself to the early rise? Well, I convinced myself of several things:
1. I would miss the really bad rush hour traffic on the subway that I loathe
2. I would miss the really bad post-work congestion at the gym.
3. I would be able to go home and do laundry or just relax, without feeling guilty about the gym.
4. I would potentially be more awake and energized throughout the day, especially the first half where it takes me longer to 'wake up'.
5. I would prove to myself that waking up early and going to the gym 'wasn't all that bad'.

So, the original plan was to wake up and go to a 7am yoga class. I was all ready to go but then...where the HELL was my metrocard? I looked for it for 30 minutes before giving up and heading out so as to not miss my gym window completely.

In my recent dedication to 'stop being late', I have been frustrated by my newly acquired disorganization. Not always disorganized, but for instance, I 'lost' about $40 cash. Or maybe I spent it. Who knows. (This is why I usually try to carry a small amount of cash and get receipts for everything). And only a couple of months (or less?) ago, I lost another metrocard-- for the first time in my NYC life. So losing a 30-day unlimited one I just bought a couple of days ago is incredibly frustrating. So I get to make the fun phone call to MTA again to get them to credit me the difference, though I believe that if you have to do this more than once in a year, they charge you like $10. Ugh.

In any case, and on the sunnier side, I purchased a $20 metrocard, and made it to the gym and I really only had about 25 minutes, but I made it count on the treadmill and showered and dressed in record time. Did a loop through the farmer's market and walked the additional 15 blocks to work (nice way to keep the blood pumping after a workout too!).

And if this isn't crazy enough, last night I also put together a rather elaborate snack and lunch bag to take with me to work today (I have a perhaps irrational fear of growing hungry, so packing an enticing lunch with plenty of other snacks made me more at ease).

So, even though I didn't get too much sleep last night, I feel rested, comfortable, and proud of myself. Could do it again tomorrow! Maybe I'm turning over a new leaf. Or maybe I'm just getting old. Only time will tell...