Time, a river that flows ceaselessly, takes on an intriguing melody in the realm of retirement. The symphony of structured workdays fades, replaced by the open expanse of unbound hours. Once allocated to the demands of labor and daily commutes, time is now a canvas awaiting the stroke of our choices.

Consider this: 24 hours a day, 7 days a week—equating to a total of 8,760 hours annually, a number that beckons reflection. It’s an imposing concept, especially for those poised on the brink of retirement. The transition from the workforce to this uncharted territory demands thoughtful contemplation. As a seasoned traveler of this path, I urge those yet to tread it to ponder how this newly gifted time will be woven into the fabric of their lives. It’s a question that holds the key to a seamless transition into the realm of retirement.

With this notion as our guide, let’s embark on a journey through the tapestry of my retirement hours, exploring the nuances that shape my days.

The Slumber of Dreams: Nurturing Rest

Before we delve into my awakened hours, a nod to the realm of slumber is in order. Sleep, the rejuvenating embrace that bridges each day, accounts for a substantial portion of our existence. My nights are adorned with approximately 8 hours of sleep, a nightly sojourn from 10:00 pm to the gentle morning light at 6:00 – 7:00 am. This cumulative slumber spans 2,920 hours per year, an increase of 365 hours since my working years—a testament to the solace of a well-rested retirement.

But let’s redirect our focus to the realm of waking hours, a space where life unfolds with vibrant energy and purpose.

A Journey Through “Awake Time”

Exercise – Nurturing the Body, Elevating the Soul (15%)

I find solace in the structure that mornings provide. The dawn of each Mon/Wed/Fri heralds my arrival at the gym by 7:15 am, a ritual that unfurls with a spirited Spin Class. This invigorating start is further adorned with a Cross-Fit session, a rendezvous with interval and weight training. By 9:00 am, my physical feats for the morning are accomplished, and I stand ready to seize the day’s opportunities.

Beyond the gym’s structured regimen, the company of our loyal canines beckons me outdoors for 1 – 1.5 hours of daily walking. Our enchanting 1.3-mile woodland loop, embraced by the tapestry of our cabin’s surroundings, becomes a canvas for our shared exploration. Weather permitting, I venture into a realm of variety, where a swim, mountain bike ride, or hike awaits. My dedication to exercise remains unwavering, a testament to the cherished structure woven into my days.

Meals – A Gastronomic Interlude (9%)

Nourishment beckons, a pause for sustenance and connection. The symphony of meals is a harmonious blend of routine and spontaneity. Lunch and dinner, shared with my beloved wife, mark the cadence of our days. Breakfast, a flexible affair, finds expression in a swift cereal rendezvous or a leisurely dance with morning coffee. The sum of these moments unfolds to 548 hours each year, a celebration of nourishment and shared moments.

Family – Embracing Precious Bonds (13%)

The canvas of retirement splashes vibrant hues across the canvas of family ties. The decision to acquire a second home in Alabama, following our daughter’s relocation, bestowed an unforeseen treasure—850 additional hours with family each year. A week of every month is devoted to quality time with our daughter and 3-year-old granddaughter, an enchanting realm that remains unmatched in its significance. This embrace of family illuminates the heart of my retirement, a tapestry woven with shared laughter and cherished moments.

Entertainment – The Overture to Leisure (14%)

As attested by my trusty FitBit, my days are in perpetual motion, averaging 13,330 steps monthly. Over the span of a year, these steps amount to an astonishing 4,478,654, a journey that spans 1,989 miles. This lively rhythm guides my daylight hours, making stillness a rarity.

Evenings, however, usher in a gentle cadence. A symphony of relaxation unfurls, as my wife and I recline in the embrace of our living room, our faithful dogs by our side. Here, the “9% Entertainment Time” finds its reprieve, a sanctuary for indulging in Netflix, news, and documentaries. Our evenings are punctuated by the joy of witnessing Atlanta Braves games, celebrating their triumphant World Series victory—a testament to the pleasures of retirement’s leisurely interludes.

The Enchanted Dance with Time

As the pages of my retirement unfold, I find myself harmonizing with the uncharted rhythms of this phase. Time, once structured by external forces, is now a melody guided by the brushstrokes of my choices. In the symphony of each day, the notes of exercise, nourishment, family bonds, and leisure create a tapestry woven with intention and joy.

Retirement is a dance—a fluid, evolving rhythm that invites us to sway with the winds of time. With each step, we embrace the new melodies that shape our days, finding solace in the ebb and flow of life’s ever-changing cadence.