Win the Morning

“Win the morning, win the day.”  Have you heard that saying? Wise.

Today I got up early, read my Bible, wrote in my journal.  Then I headed out on a jog in the nearby Foothills. The birds and I greeted the sun as it peeked over the horizon.  Other runners, and plenty of mountain bikers, were out taking advantage of such a fine morning. I was happily jammin’ on my Spotify playlist, “Morning Songs,” which is part cheesy, part Broadway, part groovin’. And 100% increases my happiness when I listen to it.

Back home, I showered, drank green tea (bonus points), ate a healthy breakfast, got the laundry going, swept the house, calendared some stuff, read a chapter in my book, and set myself to the task of processing household paperwork.

9:30, and I had already won the day.

Seriously.

If I get going too much later in the morning, I already feel like I’m behind, and rarely do I catch up. Certainly I’ll have a hard time exercising if I put it off. So many things – all seemingly important – compete for my time.

But mornings done well set us on a happy path for the day. There’s something about that early momentum that fuels productivity and positive feelings of accomplishment.

What does a good morning look like for you? I’d love to hear!

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