Daylight Savings

In a past life, when (unless I was doubling), I would walk to the newspaper each morning and train in the afternoon, daylight savings was something I looked forward to. In this new life of training in the morning at 6:30 and then driving about 50 minutes to the newspaper and then perhaps running some more at the gym in Waldorf in the evening, daylight savings is not cool at all. It is 7:30; I need to finish my coffee, put on my shoes and shuffle (literally) out the door ...