Nothing makes me happier than the thought of longer evenings spent in the warm glow of a late afternoon sun. A time when I can get off work and still have hours to enjoy the bustling metropolis of Manhattan. HOWEVER, that first day after we "spring forward" and are robbed a precious hour of sleep, I reconsider its value.
"Is it entirely necessary to subject our bodies to this every year?" "Other countries don't practice this ridiculous ritual of moving clocks and therefore confusing everyone?" "Why does my phone jump ahead and not my computer?" All these thoughts were circulating thru my mind yesterday morning as I awoke. And it was a long, arduous day of serving brunch to those who did get to sleep in (i loathe them).
To allow my body to adjust to this immense time shift, I came home and went to bed at 6 p.m. Nevermind that I was several hours behind on sleep from this past week. It definitely had nothing to do with that and everything to do with losing one, single, solitary hour due to daylight savings!
p.s. half-marathon is in 3 weeks!
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