What Comes Around

Suweldo weekend today. People will be out and about despite the rain, to have fun, unwind and for the footloose and fancy-free, maybe get lucky. Me? I’m not feeling lucky—I just want to have fun and enjoy the weekend; plus Nelz is coming along this time.

Funny thing is, last week I was asking some of my 20+ year old friends if we can meet up for a late dinner or after-dinner chit-chats during the workweek. I was surprised to learn that most of them would rather go home and, to use their term, hibernate. Huh? I should be the one doing that but instead here I am, out and about every Saturday evening while they’d rather catch up on sleep or just stay home during weekends.

Then I remembered: when I was 28 years old, I was always out on weekends. I had no idea what my room looked like on a Friday and Saturday evening. Now that I’m turning 40, I think I’m going back to my pre-30s days.

Am I trying to recapture something? Or am I trying to keep the specter of the big four-oh at bay? Last weekend I outlasted a younger guy who was dancing on the ledge; he gave up after an hour, while I kept on dancing. Cardio exercise aside, I felt good being able to dance almost non-stop for about three hours. Am I trying to prove to myself that not only do I look younger than I am, I also act younger for my age?

Then again, maybe I should just stop thinking about it and just enjoy myself during my weekends. A little flirting, a lot of dancing, two bottles of San Mig light—doesn’t take much, does it?

And one day I’ll get bored with all this, just like a decade ago. And when that happens, I’ll move on. But for this weekend I’ll move my body to Nina Sky’s “Move Your Body”!