God I felt ill today. Really rough. I managed to ride through the pain of yesterdays shift on pure adrenaline, happy memories, and a dangerously high blood/alcohol level. But today was like every fibre of my being had been separately smashed with a hammer. It was HHHHAAAARRRDDDD WWWOOOOORRRRRKKKKKKK. People seemed to be moving in slow motion, and my brain was still finding it hard to keep up with them. Even the simplest task felt like part of a US Marines training course, and my digestive system felt like the inside of a particle accelerator. I guess this is what’s called ‘paying your dues’
I am starting to understand now why people keep topping themselves up with drink, rather than stop and let the inevitable car-crash happen to your body. We were trashed Saturday, but then just kept drinking through Sunday so the hangover never had a chance to catch up with us. Monday was a bit drier, but we still went out for a pub lunch and a couple of quiet pints to go with it. Tuesday wasn’t too bad, but today it all caught up with me. Less than two weeks into my thirties I have come to a dramatic conclusion:
I’m not as young as I used to be……
RC 29-1-14
No comments:
Post a Comment