I was a hard drinking, hard smoking, hard partying animal whose days consisted of sleep and nights consisted of liquor and fun. Whether it was at home with friends or out and about making new friends, I have always been all about that life.
Well you know what? I’m starting to realize that I’m not in my 20’s anymore. And though I know that doesn’t make me old, I realize that it makes me older.
There was a time when I would go out every night of the week and I could still pop up the next morning fresh as finished laundry, ripping and running through my day just waiting for the night to come and embrace me one again.
Let me be the first to tell you that time has come and gone. I went out on Friday and Sunday and my body is still cursing me out for not staying in bed all day to recuperate. And I know there are some people out there that are saying stupid shit like ‘Nah man, 30 is the new 20!’
To which I say to you Shut The Fuck Up. 30 is still 30. The clock moves forward, not backwards. Whenever I do constructive things for my body like go to the gym, eat healthy and get a good night of rest I feel energized and ready to take on anything. Conversely, Whenever I try to relive those glory days from my youth when one bottle of vodka was the appetizer, then I’m crawling through the week yawning profusely and wishing I could go find an empty office and go back to sleep.
The problem with your 30’s is that it’s just a quarter past your 20’s, but also closer to 40. That unexplained youthful energy you had an overabundance of is starting to require just a little more effort on your part to maintain. If you’re already in great shape and you feel better now than you did in your 20’s,
GOOD FOR (fuck) YOU!!!
As for the rest of us alcoholic, junk food eating heathens, the next time you think you can party and carry on like you did when you were younger just let the sluggishness you feel in the coming days be the wake up call you need.
Trust me, I’m all about that life now.