Sleeping in is one of my least favorite things to do.
When I wake up—regardless of how tired I am—I prefer to just get out of bed and start my day.
But for some reason, last night I only got about four hours of sleep. At least that’s what my sleep tracker said when I first woke up at 6:30 this morning.
I made the split decision to do something I never do.
I texted my friends to let them know I couldn’t join them on our weekly swim. Then I set a new alarm and went back to sleep.
Thank God I did. I don’t feel amazing right now…but I certainly don’t feel like the zombie I was when I first woke.
The lesson:
Living a productive life is great and all that….but sometimes we just need some extra rest.