Age.  It creeps up on you.  When I was at University I can remember going on very heavy nights out with full on drinking and chasing of women and could still make it to the 9am lecture the following day.  It appears that this is not the case now.  It certainly isn’t the case when it comes to the chasing of women, that’s for sure! I am a married man!

I think the quitting of drinking last year is playing a large part of this as well though.  I felt wrecked today, physically wrecked.  My bones hurt, I discovered muscles that I am sure I never had before I went out last night, but they were shouting HELLO this morning.  So, quitting drink is good for you, unless you go back to drinking again.  Or, I might just be out of practise…in which case I should go out tonight for more ‘practise’. 

It may have been the bike ride I had at 10:30 last night.  There is nothing like cycling fast on a scrapheap of a bike that has no brakes, lights that barely flicker while being fairly under the influence and navigating on main roads.  This was all so I could get home and get some keys.  I swear I have never dodged people as well as I did last night when I found out that the bike had no brakes.  They say knowledge is power, I could have used the knowledge that the bike had no brakes before I needed to use them last night.

On the bright side Tim showed me, and I quote, ”the best kept secret in Den Haag” last night.  It is some tiny bar that holds about ten people, one guy on the door, one aged bar tender and a samba type band made up of about twenty people.  Oh, and the toilets are something else, let’s just say that I have a closet that is bigger then the male toilets.  I would love to tell you the name of the place but I was too drunk by the time I got there to remember details like that.  I was more concerned about the quality of the beer inside (shit).  I allegedly left around 1.30am.  I am not sure of the exactness of that time, am pretty sure the error factor is about +/- 1 hour.  Another good thing that came out of last night, Tim pulled!  Let’s hear it for Tim!  (S)hell sure got their money’s worth out of him today, especially as he only got 3 hours sleep.  The rumour is that the sleep he got wasn’t in his bed…

I met some pretty interesting people last night, some people who work with the U.N. and a school teacher who was talking about how she couldn’t get drunk as she was teaching in the morning. Apparently “the kids would run riot if I am not totally on my game”.  Well she was still in the bar when I left so I am sure that she had a fun day.  My other big memory of the evening was coming home and eating a stack of ribs and watching another episode of Grey’s Anatomy.  It could have been worse, I could have been watching Smallville.

Have just discovered another pain that wasn’t there before I went out last night.  I have no recollection of getting home. I think I fought a group of Spartans on the way home.  That would explain why I have been in so much physical pain all day long (as well as mental) and that it isn’t actually age that is catching up with me.