When Jeanne started working in the retirement home, I adapted my work hours, with the agreement of my bosses, in order to spend as much time with her as possible. This lead me to work either from 6 to 14 or from 13 to 21, and it was ok as long as I managed to be there for important meetings. However, last month, during the biannual meeting with my bosses, I was told that time isolation could hurt team work, so I got back to usual working hours.
About at the same period, Jeanne started having to take care of medicine preparation, and started working at 5 to have extra quiet time in order to fulfill those tasks. That's how I'm left having to occupy myself from 5 to 8 in the mornings, and sport is perfectly suited for this.
After having extracted myself from nightly brain fog near to a relaxed breakfast, I still have at least an hour left, spend running or cycling on roads around the house in this beautiful summer start. Even for this only reason is the early waking up already worth it.
On the opposite, when Jeanne is working late, I have those same 3 hours free, spent trying to cook something before getting her at work. And knowing that scrambled eggs are already challenging for me, you can deduce that evening cooking training is way more difficult to me than early sport training. I'm lucky to have an awesome cooking trainer available... as long as she's not at work.