Week… Something
I posted a while back about breaking up with beer, and our breakup has gone well so far. The first three weeks were the hardest, and I wondered if I needed to seek out some outside help to talk it through. I mean, I have a number of people I can talk to at any time with regards to drinking, but I strongly doubt that any of them realize how I feel when I want a drink. (How bad does that make me sound? Bad, bad, bad.)
It has gotten easier as time has gone on, and I’ve found myself thinking of a beer at the end of a few rough days this past week.
I think the most surprising element here is that even though I do want one, I’m not feeling as though I am in need of one.
Stranger still, I am actually feeling turned off by the thought of beer lately. I’ve been feeling much better about my physique since I gave it up: I don’t wake up in the morning with an air-filled beer belly any more, and I never have that belchy feeling that you have to try and hide because you’re just such a damn lady.
The wedding is this Saturday and initially, I was terrified of being in a crowd without a bottle in hand to keep me company. (Hey, if you’ve no date to hold hands with…)
I’m feeling more and more confident as time goes by, more and more happy with my decision to stop with this unhealthy habit before it gets the better of me.
I still can’t decide if I will celebrate with a drink when my 65 days are up. I don’t know when they will be up, for that matter.
Did you read that? It is on my mind so infrequently that I have stopped counting the days and I am not rushing to my calendar this moment to find out.
I’m so proud of myself this week. So very, very proud of me.
September 14th, 2007 at 6:39 pm
*beams*
I am proud of you too!
September 17th, 2007 at 8:13 am
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September 17th, 2007 at 3:03 pm
How did the wedding go!?!?