This past Thursday I celebrated St. Patrick's Day like I'm sure a lot of you did. I went out, consumed my fair share, then got reckless with a can of Chunky clam chowder and a bag of Doritos. The shame. Here I am; vegan and grain free shoveling my face like a 1989 version of Ricki Lake. It wasn't pretty.
I woke up still full and feeling disgusting. You know; when you can feel the alcohol draining from your pores. I felt like the fattest in fatland for two days afterward. It was awful. I felt like I had set myself back a week after one night of partying. And for what? Yeah, I had a good time. But was it worth canceling out hours of workouts and strict dedication. No. It wasn't. So I've decided to stop what's stopping me. I've decided to kick the booze.
For good? I don't know. I've made the decision not to drink alcohol for at least one month and see where it goes from there. I'm not a frequent heavy drinker to begin with so I don't feel like this decision will be too hard for me to follow through with. I usually confine my drinking to the weekend. Maybe going out on a Friday or Saturday night. Usually only one or two weeks a month. USUALLY. But after this past Thursday I took a long hard look at what I've achieved thus far and what was standing in the way of me reaching even further. One night of binge drinking a week is enough to sabotage anyones hard work. I'm down close to forty pounds, have slashed my body fat percentage to shreds, and I feel great. I'm not about to let myself start back peddling now. Sure, having a few drinks and partying the night away has the potential to be a lot of fun, but at this point in my life it's not worth it. Drinking leads to being drunk, which leads to being hungry, which leads to waking up on a strange couch surrounded with empty Ding-Dong wrappers and a thinned out wallet. NO MORE!
So....the point of this is; find out what's stopping you from reaching your goals and do something about it. Talking about it or sitting around and thinking about it isn't going to get you anywhere. You can't wish yourself skinny, or rich, or devilishly handsome. Sometimes in life you have to earn things. Figure out what you want and take it. It's up to you to make the positive changes toward achieving your goals.
I'm going to go ahead and call out my good buddy, Fun Kevin. He too has joined me on this one month no alcohol challenge. So, Kevin, you are now officially bound by blog.
Anyone else ready to kick something that's standing in their way?
Side Note: Kevin is allowed Roxanne's birthday.
ReplyDeleteI'm following you giiiirrrrrl. I'm loving it.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Hollywood!
ReplyDeleteI've dumped the booze as well. I went 28 years of my young life as a non-drinker, so I don't see any problem with flipping the switch back off. Like you, I'm not sure if this will last forever. However, I promise you from my many years of experience that it's much easier to avoid drinking by starting to outright declare yourself a "non-drinker". People don't continue to pester a "non-drinker" to drink when out at the bar. If you tell them you're just not drinking for a month, people are likely to take that declaration as a challenge to get you to drink, or at least not take the idea seriously. So if you only want to feel the pressure once in a night, out-right declare yourself as someone who doesn't drink. Otherwise every trip to the bar is sure to begin with "Are you sure I can't get you anything?" Okay, I've repeated myself enough times now. Go forth. . .and hydrate! P.S. Your Peppers look enticing.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jeff.
ReplyDeleteLucky for me I'm pretty good at sticking to my guns. I don't like to say I'm gonna do something and not make it happen.
Thanks for the support.
As you know, Brittany, I stopped drinking for two months. I tried to share my story but it was too long. Long story short; I was 255, I quit drinking, sugar, and dairy, I was 230, I started Zuzana and quit grains, I was 207 (on my parents scale), I rewarded myself with cheats and had been drinking 1-2 nights a weekend. Before I knew it, I was up to 217 (on the gym scale, it always comes in 5 lbs heavier than my parents).
ReplyDeleteI immediately stopped cheating myself and started working it back down. I also reevaluated my eating habits. I eat more cheese than Monterey Jack and the 1-2 nights a weekend drinking habit that I picked back up is not helping anyone. So I have joined Brittany on her quest for an alcohol free month (except for Roxanne's 30th birthday, of course) and I invite you all to do the same! Hopefully I can break through this 212 lb (gym scale) wall that I find myself ramming on the daily.
ReplyDeleteI love not cheating. It's the best. Thanks for sharing your story. I hope it inspires others to jump aboard the train. Go Team Fat Blasters!
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