Everyman Sleeping Schedule - An account
Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 13:45
So, the day before yesterday I was derping and browsing like normal; being the usual tab-o-holic.
I usually have 50-100 tabs open at a time. Suddenly (I honestly cannot recall how I got linked there), I spot a tab I've got that's called "Uberman - Polyphasic Sleep". So I open it up, and read some.
With the Uberman, you only sleep 2 hours every day (split up in 6 20-minute naps), but you still get more REM sleep (the only important one) than most people usually do. In fact, successful subjects all report that they are more aware and awesome than when using a typical monophasic (8 hour) sleeping schedule. Unfortunately you have to be very strict about the times that you nap, and the acclimatization process while your brain gets used to booting you straight into REM sleep is described as literally hellish. But people have lived for years on this schedule, so it's not unhealthy, obviously.
Now, the blogger who originally started all the fuss about this later finished college, got a family, all that fun. That would wreak havoc with her Uberman schedule which must be tight, so she experimented a bit and discovered the Everyman. You sleep a bit more (4h/day, split up as 1x3h and 3x20min), but the times you have to sleep are suddenly far more variable, thus allowing for a more flexible schedule and busy life. Also, acclimatization is far more gentle, though it takes a longer time since you're not red-lighting all of your body's emergency beacons. Unfortunately, it still takes a great deal of willpower to get used to. Once you are, however, you're awesome.
Equipped suddenly with this new knowledge, I remembered that I always remark that I hate having problems getting up every day, and that I never have enough time in the day. I checked with a few friends (like "Woah dude is this shit real?"), and discovered that one of my friends whom I've been out of physical contact with for a while has been running the Everyman schedule for half a year now, and loves it.
So in a snap decision, I decided that I would be awesome as well. This was to be my new schedule:
Sleep:
03:00 - 06:00
11:10 - 11:30 (fits neatly with break in between classes)
16:25 - 16:45
21:40 - 22:00
---
*clears throat and puts on wizard hat*
The Year twenty-eleven of the Modern Age. Here follows the account of Nekxyu, High King of His Own Bloody Room and the finding of the Sleeping Schedule of Power.
"It has come to me, the One Sleeping Schedule. It shall be an heirloom of my kingdom. All those who follow in my bloodline shall be bound to its fate for I will risk no hurt to the Schedule. It is precious to me, though I buy it with great pain. The markings in my mind begin to fade. The will to succeed, which at first was as clear as red flame, has all but disappeared. A secret now that only fire (and my alarm clock) can tell."
---
So, cue yesterday morning, I wake up at 6:00 after only three hours of sleep. First thought... "OH HELL NO WHY AM I DOING THIS SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP... *yawn* Ahmmmm... this pillow is kinda nice..."
Two hours later: "FUCK!"
Punish that pillow. Yeah. By sleeping on it. That'll teach it.
Three hours even later: "FUCK!"
Yeah. Fail.
But! Uncowed by my pathetic failure, I napped three times on schedule that day, and made an attempt again today.
With a mighty heave of willpower that would bring an ele(oli)phant to its knees, I got up. Sleep-deprived, I woke my friend whom I'd just spunked into doing this with me (We're on a college). Damn. I'm actually up now. And I feel like a zombie. Gotta pass the time. So, it's goddamn cold and dark and gloomy outside. Let's take a walk. Then grab a cup of tea. Perhaps even eat some breakfast. Yow. Now I feel sick.
(Note, I am NOT used to eating breakfast. I get up 5-10 minutes before school, run at my bicycle and charge that shit like there's no tomorrow. It has always been like this. Eating breakfast makes me feel sick and want to vomit, even though I'm always hungry in the morning.)
The reality of the entire thing occurs to me. I've made a decision. It is too late to back down now. I cannot, will not live with myself if I do not succeed now!
That is why I will inflict upon ye poor bastards the chronicles of my epic clash with oversleeping, sleeping, breakfast and all their ilk.
I usually have 50-100 tabs open at a time. Suddenly (I honestly cannot recall how I got linked there), I spot a tab I've got that's called "Uberman - Polyphasic Sleep". So I open it up, and read some.
With the Uberman, you only sleep 2 hours every day (split up in 6 20-minute naps), but you still get more REM sleep (the only important one) than most people usually do. In fact, successful subjects all report that they are more aware and awesome than when using a typical monophasic (8 hour) sleeping schedule. Unfortunately you have to be very strict about the times that you nap, and the acclimatization process while your brain gets used to booting you straight into REM sleep is described as literally hellish. But people have lived for years on this schedule, so it's not unhealthy, obviously.
Now, the blogger who originally started all the fuss about this later finished college, got a family, all that fun. That would wreak havoc with her Uberman schedule which must be tight, so she experimented a bit and discovered the Everyman. You sleep a bit more (4h/day, split up as 1x3h and 3x20min), but the times you have to sleep are suddenly far more variable, thus allowing for a more flexible schedule and busy life. Also, acclimatization is far more gentle, though it takes a longer time since you're not red-lighting all of your body's emergency beacons. Unfortunately, it still takes a great deal of willpower to get used to. Once you are, however, you're awesome.
Equipped suddenly with this new knowledge, I remembered that I always remark that I hate having problems getting up every day, and that I never have enough time in the day. I checked with a few friends (like "Woah dude is this shit real?"), and discovered that one of my friends whom I've been out of physical contact with for a while has been running the Everyman schedule for half a year now, and loves it.
So in a snap decision, I decided that I would be awesome as well. This was to be my new schedule:
Sleep:
03:00 - 06:00
11:10 - 11:30 (fits neatly with break in between classes)
16:25 - 16:45
21:40 - 22:00
---
*clears throat and puts on wizard hat*
The Year twenty-eleven of the Modern Age. Here follows the account of Nekxyu, High King of His Own Bloody Room and the finding of the Sleeping Schedule of Power.
"It has come to me, the One Sleeping Schedule. It shall be an heirloom of my kingdom. All those who follow in my bloodline shall be bound to its fate for I will risk no hurt to the Schedule. It is precious to me, though I buy it with great pain. The markings in my mind begin to fade. The will to succeed, which at first was as clear as red flame, has all but disappeared. A secret now that only fire (and my alarm clock) can tell."
---
So, cue yesterday morning, I wake up at 6:00 after only three hours of sleep. First thought... "OH HELL NO WHY AM I DOING THIS SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP... *yawn* Ahmmmm... this pillow is kinda nice..."
Two hours later: "FUCK!"
Punish that pillow. Yeah. By sleeping on it. That'll teach it.
Three hours even later: "FUCK!"
Yeah. Fail.
But! Uncowed by my pathetic failure, I napped three times on schedule that day, and made an attempt again today.
With a mighty heave of willpower that would bring an ele(oli)phant to its knees, I got up. Sleep-deprived, I woke my friend whom I'd just spunked into doing this with me (We're on a college). Damn. I'm actually up now. And I feel like a zombie. Gotta pass the time. So, it's goddamn cold and dark and gloomy outside. Let's take a walk. Then grab a cup of tea. Perhaps even eat some breakfast. Yow. Now I feel sick.
(Note, I am NOT used to eating breakfast. I get up 5-10 minutes before school, run at my bicycle and charge that shit like there's no tomorrow. It has always been like this. Eating breakfast makes me feel sick and want to vomit, even though I'm always hungry in the morning.)
The reality of the entire thing occurs to me. I've made a decision. It is too late to back down now. I cannot, will not live with myself if I do not succeed now!
That is why I will inflict upon ye poor bastards the chronicles of my epic clash with oversleeping, sleeping, breakfast and all their ilk.