I’m Not 25 Anymore
I’ve been coming to a slow realization over the past year or so that I’m starting to get older. Yes, I know that birthdays are supposed to slap us in the face with this fact every year, but I haven’t really felt it that much. Maybe the effects are being amplified by the stress in my job of late and the fact that I get blessed little exercise (partly due to the stress in my job of late). One thing I know, I can’t treat my body the way I did when I was 25 and get away without paying for it.
This is all too obvious to me today as I barely seem to be able to stay awake at my desk. Thursday night, I stayed up until 1 AM working on a Flash banner ad for work. I said to myself, 5 hours sleep, I can function on that tomorrow. Unfortunately, 1 hour later, Keilan woke up colicky and at 4:17 AM I started to lose it. Good thing Christy woke up and she graciously spelled me off.
The next day was better than I expected, but after work I had to drive to Creston to pick up two of my other kids. Talk about a late night. I got into Creston around midnight and was out for 10 hours as soon as my head hit the pillow. Six hours after that I was back on the highway headed for Calgary. Sunday was fairly restful, but not enough I guess.
A good point from the Sermon on Sunday and one I saw again in the Bible story I read my kids last night brought it to realization for me: our bodies were originally designed to last forever, but we broke them when we allowed sin into the world. Wow, is that ever true. I no longer feel invincible like I used to. I’m NOT 25 anymore…