As I started to type the title of this post, I had a flashback to that viral video of that poor little boy going to the dentist and getting recorded afterwords all hopped up on dental drugs.
I can’t help but think that what I’m feeling right now is the same way he’d have felt after those drugs wore off: I’m real again. My core sense of doing and being is back.
I truly think that while I watched all those Olympics in the last 2.5 weeks that my soul and energy was literally being drawn right out of me.
I thought each day ‘Why am I SO tired? Oh well, I can just go veg out and watch the athletic spectacle.’ But now I’m starting to believe that it was just a cycle. I was tired because I could watch TV. If it wasn’t there for me to watch, it’s not like I would have sat there doing nothing, I’d be puttering, walking, talking, cooking, cleaning, etc.
Almost 8 years ago I successfully filled the stereotype and gained the Freshman Fifteen, I wonder if anyone else has gained the Olympic Five?