Ugh. I hate water! I hate admitting this. But it was a rough night of sleep and the cats — still think 3 a.m. is get-up time, due to a combination of my wife often getting up at 4 for shift work, and Daylight Saving, which is an archaic abomination that must be destroyed.
So I was in full “go back to bed” mode, but wanted to feed the cats at five. Went downstairs, saw my silly Perfect Me sign on the fridge, and chugged my 16 oz of morning water. It woke me RIGHT THE HELL UP.
In, like, a good way — it was a shock to the system, but energized me and got me goin’.
And then, on with my day! I’ll probably be tired later, but that water thing really did get me going. I don’t know if it’s a long-term thing that will always work, or if it’s just the newness of it all, but I have to admit it really did the trick.