I’ve noticed now for the last few months and years that I am getting and feeling older. And I am not even talking about the fact that my little baby is more than a year old now, as that in itself makes it feel like you’ve aged instantly.
I sprained a finger playing basketball a couple months ago, and it still hurts today. My left knee has been hurting for a year or so whenever I do squats with anything more than moderate weight, but feels fine doing anything else. Actually, that actually sounds like I have something up with my knee not related to aging. My right shoulder has been sore when I make certain movements or lift certain objects. When I play basketball at the gym, pretty much every one there is faster and jumps higher than I do, not that I was ever particularly fast or jump high. But, at least I used to be able to drive by people or keep people from driving by me. Now? Anyone I defend can zoom right past me as if I wasn’t there. I just can’t keep up with these young’ens. Although, it’s not too bad because everyone at the gym thinks they are freaking Stephen Curry now and all they do is just shoot 3’s and don’t even try to drive.
But, it wasn’t until tonight that I have officially crossed the old barrier. I arrived tonight into Las Vegas for a work conference which starts tomorrow. I got into my hotel at a little past 9. I checked in. Got into my room. Poker room is pretty much right outside the elevator. But the thought of leaving this room and going down to play for an hour or two? I’m just too tired. I can’t even count the number of times I’ve come to Vegas and gambled all night long. Granted I am here for work, but in years past I’d still find time to at least play some poker at night. Instead, I just showered, got into bed, turned the TV on and busted the laptop out. As soon as I finish typing this, I am turning in. I miss my little baby, as this is the first night I am away from her. However, this is probably going to be the first night in a little more than a year that I get to sleep through the night. Plus, the conference doesn’t start until 8, so I get to sleep in until 7:30! Life’s little pleasures. Gonna turn in now and enjoy the hopefully full night of sleep.