I leave them and go for 10 mins. When I return, they howl and cry and jump and lick as if I’m returning after an year on the moon.
Yet, they are better than any alarm clock at reminding me when it’s 6AM (breakfast time), 11:30 AM (walk/run time), 12:30 PM (lunch time), 6:30 PM (evening play time) or 7:30 PM (dinner time). They never miss those appointed hours for anything, even when we’re travelling.
How is the clock in their heads so perfect in some ways and so screwed up in others? :)
Not a very happy turn on otherwise a happy, productive day.
Ever the optimist, I had a look at the ‘good for speed’ qualification times.
My current marathon PB is 3:59.
Good for age for my age group at London Marathon is 3:02.
The olympics qualification criteria last time around was 2:14.
From my perspective, the probability of me posting a London marathon qualifying time is almost the same as me qualifying for Tokyo olympics marathon with Team GB :)
That’s how much I overslept this morning due to experimentation with my alarm sounds.
I read somewhere that waking up to pleasant alarm sounds is the correct way to live. So, I gave it a shot. I changed my alarm sounds from the default alarm sound on Nexus 5 to a favourite song, American Pie.
It was nice. It was soothing. Too soothing. I woke up at 8:30, instead of 6:10 AM! :(
I missed my morning swim, and was sour/sad/angry till at least the yoga class at 11.
For tomorrow, I’ve changed the second alarm (6:00) to the regular, jarring alarm sound, while keeping the first one still as the song. Let’s see if this works.