I woke in the middle of the night with a busy, buuuusy mind. So I did some mindful breathing for a while, which really quitened things down, but I was wide awake. I checked the time and realised it was actually past 6am. Some far off, usually redundant part of my brain that thinks early morning workouts are a good idea suddenly came to life, and before I knew what was happening, I was in a 6.30am spin class.

I know.

For some people, that’s no big deal, but my reality is there’s usually about as much likelihood of the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus procreating than there is me being up early in the morning.

You know what though? I kind of loved it!! What a way to start the day.

Whether I’ll manage it tomorrow or the next day or ever again we’ll see, but my mind has been opened for sure!