I Can’t Drink Alcohol Anymore…

And I’m cool with that.

About 5 weeks ago I quit drinking…

Sorta.

It became a routine to have a glass or two of wine in the evenings.

Nothing major.

I was never what you’d consider a BIG drinker.

Bars and clubs were never my thing.

So, as an experiment I decided I would cut out drinking, except for ONE Guinness on a Friday night.

I wanted to see if it would have any effect on my mood.

It did.

I started waking up happier.

Lighter.

More refreshed.

I replaced wine with San Pellegrino during the week and discovered a new way to enjoy the evenings.

Last night I made the mistake of having two Guinness instead of one.

Seems my tolerance has gone WAY down.

This morning, I can confidently say, I was VERY hung over.

The short term pleasure a social drink provides in the moment, doesn’t outweigh the long term agony you trade it for in the future.

It seems like it’s time for a new experiment.

No more alcohol.

Period.

And I’m okay with that.