Droopy Eyes and a Long Work Day Ahead
I wonder when it was that I became unable to endure consecutive days of late nights and early mornings. When I first left for the adventure that was college, I could function on 2 hours of sleep and still manage a daily eight hour class load, go for a five mile run, play a pick-up game of touch football, play video games in the student center, watch television until 2 a.m., study for three hours, and repeat the process; with drinking and partying thrown into the mix on the weekends. I never though twice about it. I was Slumberless Man, and I was really good at it.
This weekend, I went to bed at 3 a.m. on Saturday (up at 9 a.m.), 2:30 a.m. Sunday (up at 10 a.m.), and 2 a.m. on Monday (up at 8 a.m.), and now I feel like absolute shit. Granted, I had fun each night, and I wouldn't go back and exchange my activities for others, but why do I need so much sleep? At 27, I refuse to say I'm getting old. Anyway. . .
A major part of my exhaustion is likely due to the fact that I golfed for 5 hours yesterday, ran five miles, and then went swimming for two and a half hours, all on the energy provided by a medium fries and five chicken tenders at Burger King. Just for the record, chicken tenders are not tender, and there's some real question as to whether they're actually chicken. These things were so rubbery they acted as some sort of dental trampoline. *boing* *boing* *boing*
I said my goodbyes to my parents on Saturday. They're heading back to Tokyo next weekend and I'll be unable to see them off because I'll be at a friend's wedding. There's something strangely depressing each year I bid farewell to my mother and father as they go back overseas to teach, leaving me grounded in Minnesota, dreaming of the day when I have enough "work experience" built up that I can find employment in an exotic country. I envy them and their jetsetting lifestyle, especially when I'm hit with the realization that my Monday will now consist of sitting in an IBM office writing a magazine article about iSeries selling strategies among independent software vendors. PU.
On the other hand, the IBM menu today consists of pork stir fry and an egg roll. That's pretty exotic.
Isn't it?
Posted by Ryan at August 12, 2002 10:41 AM
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