I was more worn than my oldest pair of socks. My feet pulsed under the tight confines of my sleek running shoes, as if trying to escape. Each step felt a mile long while my wobbling legs struggled to hold me up. My arms sagged and swayed, like pine trees on a windy day, while my back was cemented in an evil scientist-like slouch. One mess of an athlete, I dragged my unwilling body up the infinite flight of stairs, across the blurry hallway, and collapsed onto my bed. Stretched across every inch of my mattress, I sunk into the heavenly, warm, cloud-like cot, and slowly slipped into a rejuvenating slumber.