If 40 is the new 30, then 23 is the new 16. Your body is all grown up. The rest of you is under construction, a row of orange cones and Jell-O shots, waiting for life to pave the snot out of you.
You're frisky, free, and invincible, at the height of your powers as a young man. You can work forever, party forever. At 23, you're convinced you know everything. Spoiler alert: You don't.
"I was always motivated, always worked hard, but you always got that one little feeling like, Man, if I could go back, I'd do this,' " Chiefs safety Eric Berry said the other day. "Or I'd just be a little more excited I won't complain about doing this extra rep or this extra workout. I'd do anything to get out there and do it again."
Talent is God-given. Perspective is learned.
"Enjoy it while you can," Berry said. "That's the biggest thing."
From a maturity standpoint, the Georgia native is 23 going on 42, wise beyond his years. As a rookie in 2010, Berry had it all: The hype, the reps, the number...