Well, I went to the gym today, as I often try to do, and discovered that I am no longer 18. I am now without a doubt 26 years old. It used to be that I could stay up most of the night, snag four quick hours of sleep, and have no problem with the rest of the day; to include a 3 or 4 mile run and lots of critical thought. Well, this is definitely no longer the case. I was up last night changing diapers and what not with my son. During the stinky duty, I was thinking to myself “This will be a piece of cake: I’m still going to get almost 5 hours of sleep total”. After all, while I was in school, I pulled an all-nighter or semi all-nighter every two or three days, and it barley phased me…. Well, I’m here to tell you that this 26 year old stuff is not all its cracked up to be! I was a total slug in the gym. I ran more slowly for a shorter distance and felt worse than I have in quite some time. What is more, through out the day, I caught myself drifting off with a blank (almost comatose) stare. It seemed like a small miracle that I was able to get anything accomplished during the day.
So, to all of those 26 year olds out there: I salute you
And to all of those almost (but not quite) 26 year olds: all that I can say is - lol