Skipping from 2am Sunday to 3am Sunday sure did mess with my day on Monday.
I was busy at the end of the day with work related things. Instead of it getting dark around 6pm, I just plowed right thru and worked til around 7pm. When I realized the time, I was all discombobulated. 7pm! When I'm not too crazy with work, that's usually when I try to be
ready to work out on my bike. It just so happens to correspond with the time when Jeopardy! comes on locally. It's easy to watch: questions flashing on a big blue screen, and when you work out and have iPod earplugs in, the visuals and my brain's processing can concentrate on something other than how freaking long I have to go to meet my goals on the bike.
So, 'round 7:15 or so, I look up at the clock, and then look outside. What the frack? I should be working out! I'm missing Jeopardy people!!!! Jeopardy! (and for anyone who watches, what happened to Alex's hand? It's all bandaged up. He shakes hands like Bob Dole now.)
Don't get me wrong- I have to work late some times, I miss my workout now and then. But the daylight threw me off. I generally like the idea of "daylight savings." I like when it's sunny so I can do things after work. I just wasn't ready for it today. Now I have to keep an eye out on the sun- fool me once, shame on me. Don't be fooling me anymore!
PS- The Space Shuttle launches tonight at 11:30pm Pacific Time. How do they determine that time frame for launch? Does it reduce the chance of foam hitting the shuttle on lift-off if they ignite the burners at 2:30am in Florida? I almost hope there's a bunch of letters to the editor around Cape Canaveral about people who wake up when the shuttle's sonic booms hit in the middle of the night.
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