Dinner is the real villain

After a long dinner and a late-night meeting, it was past 1 AM by the time I made it to bed. I fell asleep almost immediately. I was disappointed in myself for not going to bed earlier. But the way I’ve been failing at this so consistently that it’s starting to feel like a habit of its own. Still, I woke up before 7 AM without fail, clocking in around five and a half hours of sleep.

I headed to the gym with my boi and had a great workout. I felt tired on the way there, but much more energetic afterward. It’s a good reminder that feeling weak isn’t really a reason to skip a workout. Unlike many other things, energy actually increases when you spend it.

The day at the office went well, even though the tiredness was visibly lurking in the background. I think I was slightly more productive than the last few days, but it required a continuous fuel supply of tea and coffee.

I was absolutely determined to go to bed early. Nothing in the world was going to stop me.
Until the folks at the co-working space decided to go for a hang-and-dinner again. This is probably the fifth or sixth day in a row that this has happened.

I have to admit, it’s kind of embarrassing to write about this every day and realize how much of a bullshitter I am. But that’s the point. I probably wouldn’t even have this level of awareness that my actions aren't where my words are. I just hope this guilt and embarrassment eventually translate into something useful.