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The Early Bird Catches The Worm

Hello Everyone!

As always, thank you for reading and subscribing to my blog column. I hope all is well.

I wanted to share my early bird rise this morning. I give some of the credit to my son and here’s why. At 3:30 AM this morning my son woke up and he was crying. My wife and I heard him and I went to his room to check on him and see what was up. He had simply woke up, wanted Mommy and/or Daddy, and was thirsty on top of it. So, when I went in, I greeted him with his nickname “Papa”, leaned over the side of his bed and gestured him to come over to me. I asked him what was matter and he said he wanted milk. I asked him if he was thirsty as I took a peak at his mouth to see if his lips were dry and how his speech sounded. He said he was thirsty and I agreed to take him to the kitchen for something to drink. We had our Father/Son moment and had some water, then brought him back to bed with a small bottle of milk to soothe him until we had to wake up.

The thought of staying up crossed my mind since I aim to wake up at 4:30 AM every morning, and the extra hour and a half seemed quite appealing. I went back to bed anyways and laid there for about 30 minutes. I couldn’t fall back asleep. It wasn’t a feeling of frustration and being tired, but instead it was a compelling, driving force that persistently urged me to get up and start my day. I kept thinking of Eric Thomas and hearing in from one of his speeches saying, “I DARE YOU TO STAY UP!”.

SO, I GOT UP!

I followed my intuition because somehow I knew it was going to be good. And lo and behold, it was! I got up went down to the kitchen to brew some coffee and gobble a couple gummy vitamins. Once I had my cup of coffee, I took the coffee, some weights, and my the dog outside. It was a surprising 47-49ºF with some humidity in the air. It felt great! Cool, but not too cold. I did some bent over rows, squats, and ended it with some shoulder shrugs. A nice way to start my day and warm up my body. I sipped my coffee in between sets so by the time I was finished with my last set of shoulder shrugs, I was more awake and alert than ever! I played around with my dog in the grass a little until he head butted my in the cheekbone. I considered it my MMA training for the day and moved on.

This next part was my favorite. Being so bright eyed and bushy tailed, with the captivated audience of my dog, I practiced my speaking. I started going through A Living System™, one module at a time. I felt focused, determined, and productive. In that moment, I was working towards my dream, my vision, and putting in the work when no one was looking. This was a activating and triggering behavior because for the entire drive to work, all I could think of was my vision, as if it was the first time I had thought it in my life. I felt new, revived, and full of vitality, both physically and mentally. I felt hopeful, happy, and thankful about every area of my life.

When 5:00 AM rolled around, I began my usual routine of getting ready for the day. However, today is an exceptional day because I started it so early and took advantage of it. I give my son the credit and thank him for getting me up so early, and I’m thanking myself for taking advantage of the early rise. So, with the worm in hand, this bald eagle wanted to share my morning adventure with you in hopes of inspiring you to rise a bit earlier and work towards your vision.

May your mornings be productive, your nights be restful, and your life be healthy.

Stay strong,

ClintFit Consulting™

© 2017 Clinton N. Downs

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Mondays – The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

Monday’s are notorious for being the toughest day of the week. The weekend is over, you could use an extra day of rest, the list of chores was only half-done, and it’s the start of another 5 day stretch. Ironically, it’s also the day where a lot can go wrong. In light of all the chaos, it builds great content for a blog post! Here’s my Monday story for you…

For starters, I went to sleep Sunday night waaaaaay later than I should have, but I was having too much fun with this new app I downloaded that you can make beats on. It’s called Beatwave and by the time I realized it, I had toyed around long enough to do myself a disservice. So, around rolls 4:00 AM on Monday morning and with the help of my iPhone’s alarm, my sleep is rudely interrupted. The brighter side is I now have a catchy beat I can use for my next YouTube video!

OK so, I’m tired, I woke up late, and I didn’t prepare anything the night before to help me get ready for the work week. At least we all showered the night before.

On a side note, my wife and I took our children to the Mystic Aquarium in Mystic, CT which was a ton of fun! my two year old son recognizes frogs, fish, turtles, sharks, and octopus, sea lions, and penguins. He impresses me on a daily basis and continues to inspire me without failure.

I turn off my alarm and reset it for 4:43 AM because I convince myself I need more sleep despite the little voice in the back of my mind saying, “Clinton, this is a mistake.” Now, 4:43 AM takes a shortcut and teaches me that time travel is a real thing during sleep. This time, I get up because I know I’ll really regret it if I close my eyes again.

Off I go to make my son’s oatmeal and banana shake, and make the morning coffee. Seems like I might be able to pull this off after all! Right?…. wrong.

My wife becomes immobile and apparently slept on adhesive because she can’t seem to get herself out of bed. My son is now full of oatmeal and banana and fell back asleep. Oh, and my daughter (3 months old) is sleeping peacefully  late into the morning. It’s now 5:30 AM and all I’ve done is have my coffee and pick our clothes for the whole family. About ten minutes pass… By this time, I’m a repetitive reminder of time’s progression and I finally got my wife sitting up in bed and my son dressed. I get dressed as quickly as I can and my wife sips the coffee I brought her in bed.

My wife gets up and starts getting dressed. I start changing my daughter’s diaper and getting her dressed. It’s almost 6:00 AM and we’re making good time. We usually leave the house by 6:00 AM, so I’m thinking, “If we leave by 6:15 AM, it won’t be that bad.” As we’re about to make our way downstairs to gather our things, I smell something. I smell something all parents have come to know intimately… a dirty diaper. Funny things is, on a day like Monday, when you’re running late and the kids (yes, plural)  are finally dressed, dirty diapers come in pairs.

I quickly change my son’s diaper. Luckily, he didn’t feel the need to roll around the changing table this morning (Thanks son). Now, to my daughter. This one takes a little more time and 10 times the amount of wipes, but I finish. Victory is mine! The kids are clean, my wife did her hair while I tackled the diaper damage, and we seem to be ready.

I can’t find my son’s shoes.

We need our gym bags for our after-work-workout.

The milk bottle tops and nipples need to washed.

The baby’s spitting up while I’m trying to hold her and put my shoes on.

I can’t tie my laces while holding the baby and my arm has a milky cottage cheese all over it. What IS that?

We need lunches… There’s no time to pack lunches.

 

Get the picture?

It’s 6:38 AM by the time we’re all buckled up in the truck and ready to go. What a morning! We get the kids to daycare, we make it the office, we get breakfast, drink more coffee, and sit back for a second to decompress.

Thinking back, I’m smiling and laughing to myself as I type this post because our mornings are always this hectic, we just usually start earlier in the morning. It’s the life of parenthood, adulthood, professionalism, and… well, it’s just life. At least I had some material to write about during my lunch break!

Thanks for reading!

Stay strong,

Clinton

© 2017 Clinton N. Downs