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13 May 2008 @ 06:04 am
solar-powered people  

I have been observing with interest the “solar-powered people” phenomenon as it’s gotten lighter out earlier. Three months ago I was happy to sleep until 9am, because that was when the light arrived through the bedroom window. Now it’s arriving by 6, and I’m waking up around then with a fair degree of regularity. I would no doubt be able to man through it and continue to sleep if my bladder didn’t usually really require me to get up then.

I would be more pleased about this whole scenario if there were any gyms in Cork that opened before 7:30am. The Irish Do Not Get Up Early. At All. So getting up at 6:30 doesn’t so much mean I can leap out of bed and go forth to the gym and exercise and feel virtuous as it means I can leap out of bed, put my contacts in (oh, lord, how I miss wearing contacts all the time, but most especially I miss that wake-up splash of cold saline solution in my eyes), and then…sit around getting sleepy until it gets close enough to 7:30 that I can walk to the gym.

But lo! you say. Lo, you could go for a walk early in the morning instead of going to the gym! Hah! you say. Hah, take that!

And you would be right. Except the walk I’m most fond of is on a gated trail which doesn’t open until half eight. And if I walk out along the roads, then the walk home is very unpleasant because it’s full of traffic and noxious fumes, or includes the bonus terror of narrow Irish roads and drivers coming at you at eleven hundred miles an hour. Tomorrow I may go explore whether the other Lovely Walk is ungated at all hours (they’re doing construction there, so it may not be), but today’s a gym day.

I can already tell I’m going to *badly* need a nap later. But now it’s 7am, and so I’m going to take the long way ’round to the gym, but first I’ll leave you with a story of nudity, Catholic school girls, and butter (which is, strangely enough, *entirely* work safe).

miles to Minas Tirith: 393.8

(x-posted from the essential kit)
Current Mood: awakeawake
Current Music: i just died in your arms tonight
Shannachieshannachie on May 13th, 2008 07:23 am (UTC)
The Irish do not get up early? When I stayed in Cork with friends they got up for early mass every day. Every day! Early mass started at seven.

Mind you, that was back in the seventies. Ireland was a very different country then. and I lost contact with those pious friends when I moved back to Germany (after working as a German teacher in Killarney for some time). Shame. No idea whether Tomas O Cannain and his wife are still going strong.
kitmizkit on May 13th, 2008 02:14 pm (UTC)
Things have changed. :)
sammywolsammywol on May 13th, 2008 11:21 am (UTC)
School butter!?!?!?!? Well that's one for the family slang lexicon.
Nimtouchstone on May 13th, 2008 12:21 pm (UTC)
Yoick. Yes, nothing from my memories of my one trip to Ireland suggests that walking alongside a road without the benefit of a sidewalk and perhaps a very thick concrete barrier would be a good idea :)
kitmizkit on May 13th, 2008 04:28 pm (UTC)
No kidding. What drives me really batshit is this country is perfect for biking. I mean, it rains a lot, but it's never too hot or too cold, and yet there are almost no bike paths and biking on the roads is suicidal. It's not right!
Dinidamedini on May 13th, 2008 12:23 pm (UTC)
Hmm. Were I blessed with early rising and a desire to gym then, I think I would have a lovely cup of tea, then put on nice music and do quiet stretches to get my blood going. If you spend the pre-gym time doing stretches and such, you'll already be warmed up when you arrive and your workout will be more efficient.
kitmizkit on May 13th, 2008 02:15 pm (UTC)
That's an *excellent* idea. Experience, however, tells me that I will never do such a thing. :)
Lauraskeagsidhe on May 13th, 2008 01:05 pm (UTC)
I took you at your word that your link was work safe.

It was not, in fact, work safe.

This is not because of risque content, since it had none. This is because the story was so ridiculously funny that I was laughing my fool head off in the office and attracting the attention of half the floor.

kitmizkit on May 13th, 2008 02:14 pm (UTC)
I wondered, belatedly, if I should have mentioned it might not be work safe due to the giggle factor. Oops. :)
Lauraskeagsidhe on May 13th, 2008 02:26 pm (UTC)
Oh well. It was most definitely worth it.
Tripspace_parasite on May 13th, 2008 04:22 pm (UTC)
Is "half eight" 7:30 or 8:30?

Also, apparently I did something wrong with my adolescence.
kitmizkit on May 13th, 2008 04:26 pm (UTC)
8:30, at least if you're Irish or British. Apparently if you're German or Dutch it's 7:30, which causes a lot of scheduling problems with international companies. :)

Dude, you and me both did something wrong. O.O
Tripspace_parasite on May 13th, 2008 10:36 pm (UTC)
Oh good, that wasn't as stupid of a question as it could have been!

If we could figure out what we did wrong, and how to avoid it, we could be rich!
kitmizkit on May 14th, 2008 08:26 am (UTC)
Well, in this *particular* case I'd say we started off badly by not going to a Catholic girls' school... :)
Tripspace_parasite on May 14th, 2008 05:08 pm (UTC)
True, but this knowledge is useless to about half the population, so we need something better!