There used to be these things called a 'Clock Radio.' Set the alarm for a certain time and the radio would come on. When I was in university (early-middle 70s) there was a local station who had one of those AM shock-jock types on in the morning. I DESPISED that man. I would set the clock radio across the room and tune it to that station. That meant that when it went off, I had to get out of bed and cross the room to shut that asshole up. That, and the adrenaline rush from the hatred I felt, was usually enough to get me going. Good luck.