Daylight Saving Time is a killer
I know all the pros about this: it helps the environment; it saves on energy costs; it’s better for your mood and physical well-being. All that may be true, but I suspect it’s nothing more than plain old balderdash. Let’s face it. Springing ahead and falling back does one thing really, really well. IT THROWS OFF YOUR BIOLOGICAL CLOCK.
Ever since Saturday night, I’ve been dragging ass, and the reason is the fact that my biological clock is out of whack. I’m a creature of habit (and then some). It really throws me off my game when my routine is disrupted, and shifting the time is disruption on a mega-scale.
My friends tell me to take a chill pill. My colleagues at work tell me that it isn’t so bad. They say that I’ll adjust in a week or so. A WEEK OR SO!!??? I can’t wait that long. I’ve got weights to lift, races to run, and bicycles to ride. I’ve got six weeks until my bicycle event. How am I expected to be at the top of my game when I’m out of sorts and grumpy all the time. It’s not right; it’s not fair.
Somebody help me!!
