It has been almost a full 8 months since I began my 365 day alcohol free challenge.
Since October 2017, I’ve drank twice.
One was a bit of a bender after I got dumped (I know – how rude), and the second was to celebrate Christmas. The bender left me bed ridden for an entire day and the headache lasted a week – it was a bit of a wake up call to address both my taste in men and Prosecco consumption.
Pretty much, it has been a pretty sober year.
I’m frequently asked if I think I’ll go back after I complete the challenge. This time a couple of weeks ago – I decided that I would probably stop early, in September, when I go away with the grown up girls for a week. I convinced myself I had served my time, done my due, and was ready to knock back a cold one on the beach.
I utterly convinced myself that was a good idea.
And I told one of my holiday friends,
Who instantly replied with, “why, you will feel shit?”
It only took those five words to smack me in the face like a pair of wet knickers for me to really reflect upon my choice.
And realise she was right.
Because when I look back in my memory banks at the last 8 months I cannot see any occasion that would have been improved by alcohol.
I can recall a few where having a glass or two of wine would have masked some stress, or have helped loosen my tongue.
But not one that a glass of wine would have made better.
And trust me, I am not being evangelical about this. Anyone who knows me, knows I loved a glass of wine.
But I’ve loved everything this year, without my mates Pinot or Stella.
I haven’t sent any stupid texts, I remember everything about nights out. I’ve not had any parenting disasters that I can attribute to mummy medicine.
Every choice I’ve made has been a sober one.
People have asked if I think I’ll have the odd glass of wine. I.e – tread the path of moderation…
Based on my new theory, I don’t see why / because how will it make that moment better? Plus, I can’t moderate for shit.
Wine isn’t tea. We can all agree tea pretty much solves the worlds problems.
Alcohol is a drug, a depressant, and one I think I like myself better without.
I’m often asked of the benefits of being totally sober, usually I am stumped because nothing immediately springs to mind. As it is gradual not sudden.
Yet I know i am fitter, I love working out more than ever before. No lingering hangovers means no excuses.
My skin is better – I think – my consumption of moisturiser is at an all time low.
My bank balance remains unaffected – what I don’t spend on wine I probably spend on CrossFit and alcohol free beer and wine.
Why alcohol free wine – I like to join in, and I like the taste – I just don’t like the drunk bit anymore.
I don’t know if this is for life, I reserve the right to change my mind, but until I see the benefit, I think I’ll stay sensibly sober.
Until next time,