Philadelphia
I am not using myself as a measuring stick for a professional soccer player, nor should any of you, but I got off the plane in Philadelphia, got to the hotel, went to the gym, and felt off. I lurched my way thru a workout and assumed I would be fine the next morning once I got some sleep and food in me. The next morning, I had my coffee, felt the caffeine buzz and got set for GAINZZZ. Yeah, after ten minutes into my workout, I felt gassed. I'm in decent shape, I know what I am usually capable of, but it was another reminder of the drain sitting on an airplane for six hours (and losing three more to time change) can have.