Try God first.

See if He is still waiting.

And, always after, when the steel shears of a too early, too crowded, and far too exacting day are clipping you out of all time for prayer, then what should you do?
What do you do when you simply cannot get your proper fresh air and exercise everyday?
Do you not fall back on the plasticity and pliability of nature and take your air and exercise in large parcels?
You take a ride into the country two or three times a week.

Or, two afternoons a week you have ten miles alone if you cannot get a godly friend.

And then two or three times a year, if you can afford it, you climb an Alp or a Grampian every day for a week or a month; and, so gracious and so adaptable is human nature, that, what others get daily, you get weekly, or monthly, or quarterly, or yearly.
And, though a soul is not to be too much presumed upon, Clito came to tell his friends that his soul could on occasion take in prayer and praise enough for a week in a single morning or afternoon, and, almost, for a whole year in a good holiday.