I am awake and pounding coffee and ibuprofen to reawaken the husk that was once my body.
Up until 0200 because I took the pork shoulder off the smoker at 145°F instead of 201°F. Thus, it was inedible for dinner and needed to go back on the smoker afterward, and it took forever.
In the far-gone world of the Late Nineties, I could pull all-nighters without problem. 5 am Civilization games, all-night L5R deck tuning, or just fighting with some Perl abomination for too long were all fine, hop up in the morning and get to it.
Might force myself into the gym anyway, just to remind my body that we used to be able to do these things.