A routine got me going at four forty-four every morning in East Mill Creek for years of work. My alarm in the kitchen woke me (too far to wake my wife Kay, of course) at the magic hour. A tempting snack at hand in the fridge was my instant reward. The living room floor by a heater vent was cozy for prayer, reading, journaling, and planning; (added warmth for winter comfort). By the way, for years I’ve been urged to write my personal history, and I’m still putting it off. Too many memories to fit into a book ... until I lose some.
Family history: our five children were content to sleep through two hours of early morning, the best part of the day. “You can wake up now,” I liked to softly say to little Angie and Katie for school and adventures. ( I forget — did it make the girls smile?)
Some neighbors lined up at our 7-Eleven to get their charge. I always passed it on the way to work, often riding the UTA bus after running to catch it. I was primed for racing up and down stairs in downtown SLC, where a sack-lunch snack kept me going til family dinner.
An alarm, fast food, and the floor at 4:44 — a fun formula for success. So, what was or is your winning routine — 6:00 AM at the gym or court? Make it historical, if not hysterical.
