Yes, polyphasic sleep was a poor idea. Failures of course never stop me from additional foolish human experiments.
Yesterday I removed my bed from my room and began sleeping on the floor. Well, technically I’m sleeping on top of a single blanket, but let’s call it the floor. The first night was a little rough, but not near as bad as I had expected. Why am I doing this? Well, I don’t actually know that it will accomplish anything, but I have a few reasons in mind:
I prefer to live a more spartan existence. Minimalism is good for the soul. It makes us strong.
By rolling up my bed first thing in the morning I open an incredible amount of extra space in my room.
I believe that the nearer we are to doing everything, from exercise to diet, to sleep in the state of man the animal, the more likely we are to reap the mental and physical benefits of what we were evolved to do. In a manner, this is just a further extension of barefoot running and the paleo diet.
Finally, I read an article on the topic that piqued my interest. Of special interest was the possibility of sleeping on hard surfaces increasing bone density and realigning the spine to its natural position. I, like most people, have an anterior pelvic tilt which causes lower back pain. Hopefully this will be at least a small step toward correcting it.
So who knows how this will work out. I will stick with it until the end of the month to see how it feels and then either stick with it or revert back to my old bed.
Today however has been one of those days where I take a step back out of my skin and look at my life and habits and conclude that I am a strange person. I mean, this is the bed I sleep in before waking up to take an ice cold shower:
