One of the things I love about Arizona is that we do not participate in the ritual of Daylight Savings Time. Honestly, just thinking about adding one more hour of extreme heat and sunshine to a summer day here is horrible.
When I was young, I didn't understand people complaining every year when the time changed. I remember my mother-in-law saying she did not like that "fast time." I have reached the point where I have to agree with her.
Last week when I was traveling hither and yon and stressing about things beyond my control, I was also eating poorly. Knowing that the scale would show my poor choices, I avoided it for most of the week. Monday morning I had reached my scream weight of 135.0. This morning I'm down a little to 132.8 which is better. What would be best would be for me to learn not to give in to the stress. I hope that will happen.
I went to the exercise class Tuesday morning which shall no longer be named. This morning I did a yoga routine at home. I'm kind of bored with my exercise and am thinking about trying something new. I'm not sure what it might be. I'm still not going out to walk because we saw the javelinas again just down the hill in broad daylight. I've always thought they were nocturnal, but it seems they are "mostly" nocturnal in the hottest weather.
Moving between two states every couple of months makes it much harder to plan. I can't be joining gyms in two places. I can go back to Zumba in Mississippi I suppose.
If money were no object, I would have many choices including a personal trainer. Yeah, that's not going to happen. I have things to do so will cut this short.