Yes, the quest to quit drinking still is a goal. Having recently spent time in Mexico, I took advantage of enjoying a free flow of Tequila. For the most part though, being with my wife, I abstained a lot until Christmas Eve and then I let loose. After all, my wife gave me permission to drink. It was as good of an excuse as any.
I’ve been back to the states now for a week and activities which I had expected to be engaged in have been delayed. Doesn’t really matter though. The tradition is a week of binging upon returning from Mexico to get adjusted to solo living. I’ve been doing this for more than 15 years now. As I rode the cab to the Mexico City airport last week, I calculated that I must have made this trip at least 100 times in the past 15-16 years. Imagine the ritual and the amount of drinking I must have been doing.
Sixteen years ago, when I started going to Mexico again regularly, I believe that I went at least once a month. If I had been engaging in this tradition back then, I guess it didn’t leave me too much time to be sober.
I have finished the gifts from Mexican friends (of course bottles of fine Tequila) and even had a bottle of vodka to boot. But I have again reached that point in drinking where you can drink and drink and nothing happens. I suppose that is some kind of danger signal. More importantly, I can’t imagine how my liver must look and all my innards. I once met a woman who worked at a clinic for liver transplants. She told me how aweful it is to be in that condition, waiting for a liver transplant. And it’s so hard to get a new one. I guess though I don’t think about these things when I go through my robotics and pour myself a large glass of liquid poison.
So again, I find myself all drunked out and ready to move on to 2010 and achieve my goals. Of course, as every year goes, there is the weight to take off and of course with chronic drinking, the weight loss goal gets larger. I’m at 25 kilos now and this is certainly quite possible. It’s a mere 1 pound a week. I’ve got to imbibe at least a pound’s worth of calories each week just through drinking, not to mention how alcohol shuts down your body’s ability to burn fat and for me, it dramatically increases my appetite.
While I have things to do tomorrow, my mind is steadfast in the desire to return to the gym. It’s been awhile but one of my New Year’s resolutions is not just to go to the gym on a regular basis, but to make the gym my hobby. When I was in Erie PA, I went to the gym religiously and dropped a lot of fat quickly. I was looking good in just three months time. Why can’t I, instead of drinking and being idle, watching stupid tv, head on off to the gym when I’m bored and do some weights, ride the bike, enjoy the sauna and steam.
I’ve forgotten how good a hard workout feels. It is truly addicting once you get the endorphins cooking. You can’t wait for the next workout. It’s better than a drug and the results are great. All it takes is a few trips and the beginning of a new habit. Can I do it this time? I bet I can. WIth your help. Send me your support.
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