To better understand the suffering of my imaginary homeboy Jesus, I’m waking up at 7:00AM every day for Lent.
This is a medium-sized change from my usual routine of waking up around 8:15AM and scrambling through my morning routine in 15 minutes before I’m out the door. Now, it’s eight o’clock and I’m ready to go, looking and feeling even fresher than usual – showered, shaved, shirt ironed – and did a half hour of light yoga.
So I feel good. And I was also pointed towards this. Leo gets up at 4:30AM though, so he’s a true G and would probably just shake his head at my 7:00AM goal.