Getting shorter
Not me; the days. This is the first year I've noticed it before daylight savings time ends. (First weekend in November, BTW, if you care.) I'm up by 6:30 during the week, and it's barely dawn now. Anything that needs to be done has to be finished before dinner because by 6:00 p.m. I'm a lump. It's pitiful. I can't ever remember being ready to go to bed that early without being sick. My energy is sapped in spite of the lovely weather, which tells me I probably need to pay close attention to my diet and get my lazy arse out walking every day. I'm open to suggestions at this point.
Just because...
2Comments:
Jim and I were talking just tonight about how much less energy we seem to have in the evenings now that it's dark. And the morning walk is after dawn but before the sun comes up, if that makes sense. One more month and I'll be walking in the dark. :(
As for advice, get a dog, LOL. I won't have much choice but to keep walking all winter for Brody's sake.
I've thought about that, but so far have not made an effort to do so for three reasons: The cats would mutiny; I'd be the one taking care of it, and I already have three cats; I walk my mom's dog when she's here and it's less 'walk' and more 'stop and sniff'. Hard to keep the heart rate up when the silly dog has to smell every mail box.
Post a Comment
<< Home