Let’s be honest: Sundays can be brutal.
You’re tired. Maybe you drank too much the night before. You’ve got the Sunday scaries, the hangover, and the looming list of things you didn’t do. And somehow, you’re supposed to do yoga, go to the farmer’s market, and “romanticize” your life before noon?
No.
That version of Sunday isn’t mine anymore.
I don’t treat Sundays like a productivity sprint or an aesthetic rest day. I use them for what they’re meant for: a reset. Something that actually gets me ready for the week—not just pretending I’m fine until Monday wrecks me.
This is what my Sunday reset actually looks like:
It’s not perfect. It’s not rigid. But it works.
Because it’s honest. And it holds—even when I don’t.
6:00 AM — Wake up. Stretch.
No sleeping in just because it’s Sunday. I don’t like the feeling of starting slow and losing the whole day. I stretch, breathe, and start light.
6:00–7:00 AM — Gentle walk or yoga flow.
I don’t push it. This is about movement, not performance. Just enough to feel like my body and mind are back on speaking terms.
7:00–8:00 AM — Meditation + Gratitude Journaling.
This is the anchor. I meditate first—no pressure, just presence—then journal. I keep it simple. What I’m grateful for, what I’m noticing. That’s it.
8:00–10:00 AM — Reading. Breakfast. Coffee.
Slow moving. I read some chapters of my latest book over eggs and coffee. I enjoy the morning air, sit outside with my dog, and actually take my time.
10:00 AM onward — Grocery shop + meal prep.
First thing—trust me—get it over with. You’ll thank me later.
Three easy meal preps: batch breakfast, batch lunch, and a dinner that’ll cover more dinners later in the week. Think smarter, not harder.
Trust Your Body. Protect the Day.
There’s no prize for starting Monday completely burned out.
Sunday is the day I protect on purpose.
I don’t use it to fix everything.
I use it to reset. To slow down. To listen.
To move my body. To prep my meals. To give myself structure without pressure.
And if I need more rest? I take a nap.
If it’s a nice day? I go for an afternoon walk.
If my energy shifts, I shift with it. That’s the point.
Some weeks it’s clean and easy. Some weeks I’m dragging. But I still show up—because I’ve learned the hard way what happens when I don’t.
This isn’t about being productive. It’s about being ready.
It’s about creating a week I can actually live in—without resenting every second of it.
You don’t need a perfect Sunday.
You just need one that’s yours.