Why the Radio Hates Me

12.16.2010

For the past two weeks, I've been setting my alarm for 5:50 a.m. to go work out. I'm telling you this not to sound awesome but as a set-up for my problem:

The radio hates me. 

How I know this: If it didn't hate me, it would play crappy songs in morning, in which case I would want to get out of my warm bed immediately if only because it's absolutely necessary that I rush across the room and turn off the horrible music and/or annoying talking and/or loud commercials. Instead, they play better songs between 5:50 and 6:00 a.m. than I hear all day! No matter the station, every morning it's a song I love. I end up lying in bed, singing to myself, while pulling the blankets closer to me and thinking, I'll get up after this song. All this only to have the next song be even better than the last!

Obviously the radio hates me. 

Even so, I have managed to mostly resist its pull towards flabbiness and poor health. I've made it to the gym every morning this week. It just takes me an extra 6 minutes or so.

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