…that I decided to go 30 days without drinking alcohol?
I didn’t. I’m just going to go ahead and say it. I made it 7 days, and then caved because I was out at a super fancy bar and wasn’t sure if I’d get a chance to go again. Why is it so difficult to give something up cold turkey?
I get invited out to drink, or offered a beer at home/at boyfriend’s/at a friend’s at least 3 times a week. That’s a lot of saying no to a lot of delicious things! How can I be expected to live that way? Also, for God’s sake, I’m German; beer runs through my veins! (Fun fact: I don’t actually cry. My face leaks gin.)
Instead, I’m aiming for some more reasonable goals. I’ve been trying to buy and keep on hand only foods that don’t make me feel sluggish and bloated. The boyfriend asked me earlier today if I’d like to be his workout buddy (I was under the impression we already were, but apparently sex doesn’t count?) so we’re going running tomorrow. I think we’ll be able to keep each other motivated, and I’ve never really exercised with anyone regularly, so it’ll be nice to have a buddy. Plus, I think I might be in slightly better shape than someone else for once. Oops.
So instead, I’m going to make a goal for myself that I think I can actually achieve: post updates with reasonable and healthy changes that I’m making to my life, and see what happens.
