I recently went to Las Vegas and "felt my age" afterwards. I'm now 45 years old and find it more and more difficult to bounce back after a weekend of "good times." I arrived in Sin City on Thursday morning at 10am. The night before, I slept only 4 hours in my bed in Chicago because of the early flight.
I slept only 4-6 hours the next 3 nights in Las Vegas, and if you've tried to sleep in Vegas, you know how tough that is (I don't think I've ever had a good night sleep in LV). Anyway, by the time I arrived back in Chicago on Sunday, I was exhausted. I slept 10 hours Sunday night, and it literally took me 3 days to get my body right! In my 30's, I could pull off a 3 day bender and bounce back in 24 hours. In my 40's, for every day of good times, it takes a day to recover. Oh, I hate getting old!!!
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