I don't have an alarm clock. If someone needs to wake me up, then I have my BlackBerry next to me.
I set my alarm for 7:30 A.M., but it's really hard for me to wake up in the mornings.
When one turns over in bed, it is time to turn out.
I'm not an early riser; I'm a crack-of-noon guy.
I'm not an early bird at all. Ideally, on Saturday morning I'd allow myself a lovely lie-in. 10:45 would be just right.
You're never going to regret working out or being active. You might regret not doing it, you might regret pressing that snooze button, but you'll never regret getting physically active.
I can get ready in five minutes, but getting out of bed takes forever.
I'm a really heavy sleeper. When I wake up I'm a terrible morning person.
The trouble with an alarm clock is that what seems sensible when you set it seems absurd when it goes off
If you really think about it, hitting the snooze button in the morning doesn't even make sense. It's like saying, 'I hate getting up in the morning-so I do it over... and over... and over again.'
Trust me: I do hit the snooze button about 4 times.
My weekday wake-up time is 7:30, but I love staying in bed longer.
I'm so lazy I've got a smoke alarm with a snooze button.
And, of course, there are the perfect day, perfect moment, perfect life dreams that come sometimes and make a person hit the snooze button for hours, trying to go back to sleep and make the perfect moments last.
When I wake up in the morning, I just go.
On Saturday, I don't want to be woken up until at least nine: I like a bit of a lie-in, a cup of tea, toast and marmalade, and the newspaper.
All my life I have battled the alarm clock, pummeling the snooze button over and over with mounting self-loathing until the shame is finally strong enough to lever me upright.
I get up with an old-school alarm clock.
I use a progressive alarm that makes a soft sound at first and then progressively gets louder. But I usually wake on the first sound, so it doesn't disturb my wife. When I used a loud alarm clock, I was more likely to hit it on the head and go back to sleep.
I am not a morning person. I like to sleep in.
I grew up with a clock radio next to my bed.
Every morning is a battle between the superego and the id, and I am a mere foot soldier with mud and a snooze button on her shield.
I always wake up kind of early - well, early for me, which is about 8 A.M.
Homework is not an option. My bed is sending out serious nap rays. I can't help myself. The fluffy pillows and warm comforter are more powerful than I am. I have no choice but to snuggle under the covers.
