Im getting old.
Lately I’ve felt like an old man.
It’s fucking sad. I mean, I used to be able to party all night, go to work the next day, workout, then do it all again the next day. What the hell is going on here? Now if I party all night, I pay the ultimate price the next day.
When I graduated high school I used to weight 132lbs. I used to eat whatever the fuck I wanted and not gain weight. Now if I eat a big mac (which is my favorite McDonalds treat. Argue with me if you like but big Mac’s are money) I gain two pounds in my ass. I used to have a six pack, now I have the uni-ab.
I’ve been running alot lately trying to get ready for a half marathon in October but every single part of my body aches. When I get home I have to ice my knees because they ache. Right now? My shins feel like they are broken and my ankles can barely support me when I walk. I’m just sore all over. It’s a sad sight.
Dont even get me started on my lower back.
When I sweat I swear, my sweat must be 80 proof. If I drank my sweat, I’m sure it would taste like Southern Comfort and get me drunk. In my training I am only up to three miles a day… and somehow, I have to get up to 13 miles. I dont even know if thats possible.
What I’m saying is, when is my body going to give out on me? I’ve never felt so old. Even my social life is paying. I’ve been taking dates to the movies, which I hate because I’ve always thought dates at the movies were lame. I mean, you go to a movie, dont talk the whole time your there, watch a lame movie and then go home. What kind of date is that? But lately? thats all I’ve had energy to do and I feel so old.
Getting old is ugly. And boring. But inevitible.
June 1st, 2009 at 12:32 am
someone should shoot you and put you out of your misery. kidding. our bodies are mean as they age.
June 1st, 2009 at 7:51 am
I hear ya. I’ve got a half-marathon this weekend but instead of running I’m bloody walking it because of a hip condition. I felt like I should be put down not celebrating my 23rd birthday! lol
June 1st, 2009 at 9:32 am
OK, first…I’m pissed you aren’t at work today. Second, I hate to sound like a broken record, but buck up and buy new shoes and I think some of your pain will go away. Third, did I mention I’m mad you aren’t at work today????
June 1st, 2009 at 11:48 am
At least you have the ambition to even think about a marathon! (Not me.) Good luck!
June 1st, 2009 at 2:45 pm
I went out on Saturday and stayed out till 5 a.m. and I had to host a bbq the next day. Instead of congratulating myself for still being young, hip and a raging partier, I cursed myself and promised I would do absolutely nothing next weekend. I’m old. I’m 25.
June 1st, 2009 at 3:21 pm
Tell me about it.
I think the scariest thing is how the hangovers have increasing exponentially. I have two glasses of wine one night, and I want to die the next morning. No fair!
June 1st, 2009 at 3:33 pm
I love being 23.
June 1st, 2009 at 7:01 pm
This post made me want to kill myself. Geez Matt, get it together. Seriously, Maxie is 23?! Man. I AM OLD. Also, movie dates are kinda nice sometimes, you can have a quick nap and no one is the wiser an hour later.
Geezus. I’m talking about napping on a date. Now I’m depressed too.
June 2nd, 2009 at 3:44 am
I hear ya. I used to be able to work like a maniac, forgo sleep to party all night, and then do it all again the next day. Now, I drink two beers and I feel like shit all the next day… I miss a night of sleep and I’m a complete wreck. Sad. Seriously.
June 2nd, 2009 at 1:58 pm
Arent you 26 or 27?!!! Thats NOT old!! you’re not giving me anything to look forward to and I’m only 2 yrs younger than you. ugh. get your act together, its probably your lifestyle. i mean do you do anything other than sit on your couch, drink beers, go to movies, work/workout and eat?? i mean do you hike, or swim or do anything thrilling?? (id invite you to go skydiving with me in july, but since you don’t plan…giggles, maybe you need to do something thrilling.)