Every. Freakin’. Time.
As it is, no matter how many races I do, I worry I’ll sleep through my alarm in the morning and miss the start.
I worry even more when daylight savings “springs” forward. It’s yet another reason I hate daylight savings.
So because I wasn’t sure if my phone would reset itself (I assumed it would but wonkier things have occurred) I thought about setting an alarm for 3:15 am and checking to see where I was in the space time continuum. I opted not to, thinking I’d trust the Disciples of Steve Jobs to serve me well. But my INTERNAL clock wouldn’t let me and I was wide awake for this to happen:
So, yes the phone reset itself without incident. And yes my alarm went off at 4:15 for this snow dusted morning’s race… even though it really feels like 3:15. No, no. I can’t think like that! That way leads to madness and suffering!
I hate daylight savings. I hate it. I hate it, I hate it, I HATE it.