Sunday, January 27, 2008

Sotally Tober

Okay, okay, OKAY. I'm cutting back on the booze. Entirely. This weekend I *only* had about two bottles of wine (which, sadly, in an improvement) and since I don't want to find myself at any meetings introducing myself by my first name only and attaching a label along with it I'm going cold turkey.

I'm tired of being fat and cutting the extra calories and metabolic slowing of sweet sweet alcohol might help me make a difference. Plus I could save a few bucks in the long run. Benefits abound.

My liver, it sighs with relief.

If I continue to exercise and watch my diet and cut out booze I should see results in three weeks right? Maybe lose a couple of pounds, a couple of inches? 21 days? So let's say I stay dry for three weeks and chart the results. You'll have to stay with me though, I need a support group here, and instead of drinking my angst away you all might be subjected to hours of rambling so I don't continue on this path.

How lame is that? Cutting out booze for three weeks? I really do sound like I might have a problem. Hmmmm.

The catalyst, ironically, has been the upswing in my social life. I'm getting out there and doing things with people, real people!, but I'm so nervous, a drink helps. And then after one drink another keeps me chatty and smiling and comfortable. So with an increase in my social life came a huge increase in my drinking. Plus just hanging out with people seems to involve alcohol, it is the social drug, and no matter what I do or where I go there is alcohol available. That doesn't mean I have to drink it but it does mean that I need to learn to relax and have a good time without it. I know I am capable of this but I have been instead choosing to take the "easy" way out, which is actually the far more detrimental way out.

So there you have it. Three weeks to get off the juice and three weeks to slim this tire of flab that resides around where my waist should be. I bet it will be hard at first, like my struggle to get off the cheese (nacho), but I'll feel better and much happier in the long run.

That, or start really branching out my social circle by winding up at those meetings I mentioned earlier.

We will see.


Anonymous said...

Ooooh charts. I love charts. I hope you're really going to chart've got my hopes up.

GOOD LUCK and I know you can do it. 3 weeks. You can do it. :)

The CEO said...

I haven't caught up on reading your blog, since they actually expect me to work where I work, but I have always liked you for who you are, not what you look like. I actually don't know what you look like, and that's OK. I know you're funny, and you've been there through both of my surgeries, so you're also a good friend. That's enough for me.

The CEO said...

If you want to do it, you'll do it. All it takes is will and focus once you decide to actually do it. Then, it's simply a matter of doing it. It's all up to you. Go do it.

sallyacious said...

Does this mean you'll post more here again?

After the substance abuse section of one of the classes I teach, I found myself worrying that the one glass of wine I was having before bed to help me sleep was also helping me develop a tolerance. Your body does adapt.

I'll be rooting for you to get rid of the extra bits easily.

And here's something fun to know: averaging 3 or more glasses of wine per day (or 3 or more servings of any kind of alcohol), increases your risk of breast cancer significantly. (A serving of wine is actually 5oz, by the way, not a full glass.)

So@24 said...

I don't like this. I don't like it one bit.

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