Sentences with phrase «because jet lag»

I'll definitely keep them in mind because this jet lag doesn't seem like its going to go away anytime soon!

That makes sense, he adds, because jet lag tends to affect actions that require complex cognition and fine motor skills.

Keeping this short because jet lag (yes, still) is kicking in and I was that girl who did everything last minute!

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On weekends, she sleeps in until 5:30 a.m. No caffeine, she says, because it makes her heart and brain race, and also contributes to jet lag.

I'm hoping he will recover from jet lag quickly because we are heading to Seattle on Friday evening for a Labor Day weekend vacation with his family.

I'm jet lagged and tired because my 6:30 p.m. demo start time at Sur La Table in Santa Monica is 9:30 my time, but I'm charged up by a good crowd and by far the most interactive so far, with a lot of questions.

«I watched this game alone because one of my then - roommates was jet lagged and passed out and the other was still traveling.

I mention jet lag, because if you send your squad away to another time zone just before the season starts it's possible they could come back groggy.

The younger the child, the harder it is to get over jet lag: Very young children can not force themselves to go to bed or wake up just because local time says it's the right to do so.

Baby lag is like jet lag, only worse because there is a...

Baby lag is like jet lag, only worse because there is a cumulative effect of sleep deprivation.

One issue parents often don't address until they have no choice — because their children are bouncing off the walls in the middle of the night and zonked at noon — is jet lag.

An inconsistent sleep cycle (because of shift work, for example, or jet lag, even drinking a significant amount of alcohol) can affect BBT and make that slight post-ovulation rise — of about half a degree Fahrenheit — difficult to detect.

If all fails, take time to rest because let's face it, we could all use a little extra sleep (just make sure you aren't contributing to jet lag).

Because melatonin helps to re-synchronize the body's circadian rhythms, it is also an effective natural remedy for jet lag.

We actually got in around 9AM (4AM NY time), and forced ourselves to stay awake until 8PM because we wanted to fight the jet lag.

In the end, it was so worth it because we weren't ridiculously jet lagged AND it made our 6AM wake up call for Buckingham Palace much easier!

So I got up very early this morning and had forgotten that this was Golden Globe morning because I was dealing with a bit of jet lag and trying to get into hair and makeup.

A bit of light, to stay outside in the sunshine... see I've always had a theory about when I get back to help cure jet lag, because I live in Sydney, Australia, you know, beautiful beaches here.

When I arrive at my destination because I know that this will stimulate the natural melatonin in my body, which will help me adjust to jet lag.

I rarely suffer from jet lag... because I simply avoid it.

Forget spending the onset of your honeymoon weary and worn out because neither of you thrive when extreme time differences strike, yet you were willing to trade jet lag for the exotic experience you both craved.

In its other iterations, B.E.C. tends to attract only the die - hard and the jet - lagged, but the scene in Trecartin's dining room could have been cut - and - pasted from any It bar — though maybe that's because I had run into a good portion of the guest list (Bettina Korek, Karen Marta, Kevin McGarry, K - Hole's Sean Monahan) a few nights earlier at a ForYourArt party at Union Station.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.

It's turning out that when you have jet lagged kids with wi - fi there's still plenty of time to blog... They are currently refusing to leave the hotel because they're so tired.