I’ve been on the road almost two weeks, in and out, and I’ve been eating like a pig and drinking more wine than I should. A bunch of us usually go out after we’re done writing, find a late night joint and have a meal like 1:00 a.m. I asked Mark Purdy why we do this and I like his answer. “It’s our particular pathology,” he told me.
When I asked him to elaborate, he said our day has a buildup with the game and the writing and then we need a cool off — the late night eating and talking. And then we do the whole thing all over again the next day.
But last night I didn’t do the cool off. My friend Barry Bloom from mlb.com told me I should lay off the gluttony. He was right of course. So I skipped the late meal and went back to the hotel like a good boy. About three in the morning I realized I was starving as I hadn’t eaten since about 5 pm. I went back to sleep and had eating dreams. Early in the morning I went to Starbucks in my hotel and bought a blueberry muffin and devoured it and then slept like a baby until noon.
Tonight I go with Purdy and the others for the cool down. No more starvation eating dreams for me.