41 hours

I set a personal record by going 41 hours without sleep. After work yesterday, Kelly and I went out with another friend to see Sex and the City. It was a 7:10 PM show and I remember seeing the movie just fine. But I remember almost nothing thereafter. Kelly tells me we walked home, I took a shower and then went to bed–and that would have been sometime around 10:30 PM. But I don’t remember. I got an amusing “drunk dialed” voice mail from Carmen last night and Kelly says I listened to it last night, but as far as I know, the first time I heard it was this morning.

I slept for around 10 hours and it was great.

We were up this morning around 8 or 8:30, and we both headed to the gym. I did a 30 minute cardio workout, pushing a little harder than usual because I knew it would be only 30 minutes.

Kelly and Sarah have just left to go dress shopping. They’ll be back in a few hours. Meanwhile, we have the dinner cruise this afternoon at 3 PM. And the temperatures in the metro D.C. area today are expected to be 105 (with the heat index) and 110(!) tomorrow.

Published by Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Falls Church, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.