Originally, it all started when I was training for triathlons. I realized that all the races were in the morning and thought I should learn to get up early and get a run or ride in before work.
Then it turned into an obsession.
If I did not have 10 things done before sunrise, I felt like I had wasted the day.
As I mellowed with age, I find that watching the sunrise is a nice start to the day. A brief pause to see the first light shine over the horizon; listening for the different bird calls as they come to life; looking behind me to see how the light is reflected off the leaves and water.
Sometimes it’s the excuse I need to get outside for an early morning hike or a walk on the beach. On vacation, watching the sunrise is a moment of relaxation and contemplation. At home, when more is breaking than getting done and the projects are piling up, at least I accomplished something; I saw the day begin.