We all do it….we get old. No stopping it and aside from some extreme Hollywood-type surgeries, there is no delaying it either. It’s funny how much time flies by. When I was younger it seemed as though time dragged. Maybe it was largely due to school. Being in school for 12+ years can make anything seem long and drawn out.
For some reason or another being 28 has made me extremely reflective. Not sure why. It’s not like I am freaking out or anything, I actually really enjoy this time of my life. I just have noticed more things. Subtle changes that make me say to myself..”Self…you’re getting older” or “You just can’t do things the same way you did when you were younger”.
To some, that freaks people out. To others they just don’t care. To me, I just get a chuckle out of noticing these things and being conscience of the differences. Aging isn’t necessarily fun but intriguing. Hell if you can’t control it you might as well find something interesting about it right?
Clubs Will Make You Stand Out In An Embarrassing Way
It’s true…I’d stand out in a club. I’d feel weird and extremely awkward being at Plastic in Albany. Seriously. Not that a place like that would appeal to me whatsoever but if I did have an urge to go I would hope someone would slap some sense into me. I would also hope that same person would show me my Driver’s License to remind me of my age.

Let’s face it there’s nothing hot about someone almost a decade older than the entire crowd getting down and dirty with said crowd. Women may get away with it, not me….never.
The fact of the matter is almost 85% of that crowd were in 3rd or 4th grade when I was celebrating my 21st birthday.
Believe me, I’ve heard enough “creepy bar guy” stories from Maria and Becka to know I never want to be the topic of that conversation…..or the example.

Water Is My Best Friend
It’s true. I swear by it.
I usually drink water more than any other beverage besides beer and have for a few years but water now has duel purposes. Not only does it quench my thirst it’s essential for my drinking.
The fact is nobody ever likes a hangover. But it was so much easier to bounce back from when I was in my early 20’s. Nowadays I swear by the rule of chugging a bottle of water and keeping one by my bedside every time I drink in excess. No it doesn’t 100% prevent the hangover. But it gets my old ass moving the next day. Water = Life Saver.
I Notice The Kid Inside Me
I’m not mad about this at all. Screw it. I accept it and I will continue to do this until the day I die. My generation, it’s embedded in our DNA.
Gaming. As I’ve gotten older it’s become more of a competitive outlet than anything. My best friend and I have an NBA team on NBA2k10 and YES we take it seriously. Since half of my friends are too old, fat, unmotivated or just unreliable to form any type of sports team this outlet is essential. And yes….we talk trash. Don’t judge.
Party Animal…for 3-4 Hours
I actually notice this about my age more than anything else. The Partying aspect.
Not only did my taste in where I choose to “party” change, but the way I go about it. 2000-2006 I could keep up with anyone. Back then, 4:00 AM was a time to find the next place to party. 6:00 AM was a realization that “maybe it’s time to get some sleep”. I’d pass out, sleep until 1pm and be ready to go again. I’d be fully functional. I could go out and play ball, hit the gym and not even blink an eye.
Today….far different story. I can only party till about 1am before the yawns come on (and in some cases well before 1am). No matter how drunk I get I have this stupid mental alarm clock (damn you!) that doesn’t let me sleep past 10am without waking up. In the rare case I am hungover, it wipes out my entire day. TIP: To feel A LOT better when you are hungover go to Best Fitness and sit in the sauna for 5-10 minutes. Glorious!

As I said before I don’t do the clubs anymore I actually prefer the neighborhood bar as opposed to anything else. In all actuality I am more apt to go to a bar with good service. I tip well and if a bartender is good I stay faithful and bring my friends. Back in the day I wouldn’t mind fighting elbow to elbow for a watered down, over priced rum & coke at Skyline or the Big House (remember that?). Now I’m more finicky. Old Age I guess.
Fitness Is For Zen, Not For Vanity
My mentality back in the day for working out was “I wanna look good”. Although that never really changes it doesn’t remain the number one reason why you go to the gym.

I tend to “need” the gym more for de-stressing and a feeling of zen. I love running, P90X and the steam room. I remain deep in thought or I become completely void of thought. Either one works for me.
I work out a lot better too. I understand my body, how it reacts and what works for it.
Mmmmmm That Looks Good…But I Have To Pass
Everyone knows this universal truth. Metabolism slows with age.
I used to be able to put away a lot of food. It was more sport than anything else. Pizza, wings, burgers, everything. I could put all of it away and burn most of it off. I was a bit on the hefty side for a few years but without my youthful metabolism I might have been a whale.
Now I can’t eat those foods in excess or on a regular basis. They effect me. Pizza will slow me down, wings will make me tired. Now more than ever I understand the term “food coma”.
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There is much more I probably can touch on but I’m old and this made me tired. I’ll nap and look to elaborate on this more in the future…or maybe due to my age I’ll forget to do so or forget this post completely.
Share your thoughts people! And when you are laughing at me for all these things remember…you’re old too