Snarky Sunday: I Get No Respect

The other day, I overheard someone say, “You get up at 4am every morning to go to the gym? I’m impressed.”

Seriously? Lots of people get up that early to go to the gym. I mean, gyms are open at that hour. Right? People must go or else the places wouldn’t be open. What’s so flippin’ impressive about that?

Frequently, I am up at 4am . . . to write. Books. And to conduct the business related to those books. But that’s not impressive.

Someone who writes a non-fiction lifestyle essay that gets included in an anthology and goes on Good Morning, America impresses people. Creating whole universes from the landscape of the mind makes me weird.

A contributor to Business Insider tried an experiment a few years ago. He got up at 4:30am for 21 weekdays. Hey! You want a medal or a chest to pin it on? You’re a single guy. No obligations. You probably never worked a Day Job in your life. Not everyone has those luxuries. Nor do we get to decide to go to bed an hour or so earlier just because we’re up earlier.

I may get no respect, but you know what? I create magic. Try that at the gym.