I must be mad!

My alarm clock went off at 5:15am, as it always does on the weekdays, screaming for me to wake up and get to the gym. I turned it off and proceeded to lay in bed awake telling myself, "Get up...get up...get up." My mind said yes, my body said no. Did I get up and go to the gym as I do every morning? nope.  Did I got back to sleep? Nope...I laid in bed watching "Stewart" skits from MadTV on youtube. 

All in all, it was a very productive morning. (I tell myself as I drink my diet coke at 9am trying to stay awake)