The expression is as old as time (or at least as old as “How I Met Your Mother”):
Nothing good happens after 2 AM.
Allow me to offer an exception, starring a budding TV reporter, a veteran newspaper writer, last month’s Winter Olympics, and an easy expression of gratitude.
It is the result — but, I hope, not the end result — of an action I took ten years ago.
In 2004, I had not yet received my current job as a reporter in a major city. I had not yet covered an Olympics, a Democratic Convention, or any major news event. I had not yet achieved many of the successes to which I aspired.
I had barely passed my first year as a professional.
And I was struggling.