My alarm went off at 3:30am. It was the first time either myself or my alarm had risen at this time. Even the screen of my phone seemed surprised and concerned that it was flashing at this ridiculous hour. The night before Challenge Melbourne, Jarrod and I worked backwards from the start time to figure out when we needed to wake up:
Jarrod: “Race starts at 6:15. And we’ll ride down there. How long does it take to ride?”
Me: “well, it’s about 20 mins to Elwood, plus another 10-15 mins, maybe if we leave at 4.30?”
Jarrod: “4:15, then we get there for 5am?”
Me: “OK, so then to leave at 4:15, we need to get up at… 3:30????”
Jarrod: “I guess so.”
Me: “And it’s 10:30pm now.”
Me: “Ok. Best get to sleep then.”
Classic Piper-Bosanko planning. And, like with anything where you have to set a really early alarm, I managed to sleep for a total of about 45 minutes, stretched out in intervals of: 1 min light sleep/5 mins wide-awake-omg-is-it-time-to-get-up-yet-have-I-missed-my-alarm.
When the alarm finally went off, I was almost relieved at not having to fake-sleep anymore.