I went to Dallas in June/July for a family funeral. I was there for a week. Though I initially tried to continue paleo eating and life, it didn't end up that way. I've been scratching my way back to me since then with continued exercise and primarily paleo eating, but my sleeping went to shit around then. We stayed up late in another time zone and I don't think I ever tried to recover my earlier bedtime. Hmmmm. This isn't a revelation, but it is a reminder to me where the up and down paleo came from. It's been under my control the whole time; I started making questionable choices in Dallas and they have cascaded from there.