After my good start to the month, and continuing success at being alcohol free for lent. Something went drastically wrong last week. I fell off the wagon, and rolled into a ditch, a deep ditch. A really deep ditch.
Wednesday, snuck up on me. I worked the morning and had the afternoon off. I intended to go cycling, but ended up walking to the local shop to grab some food. I somehow took the extra 10 steps and ended up in the pub.
7 pints of Guinness later. I made it to the shop, only I didn't leave with food I left with 4 cans of special brew and a 75cl bottle of Bombay sapphire. I drank it all. Well over 40 units in one go after being sober for a month. Which of course meant I felt so rough on Thursday I had to have a drink to feel human and the cycle of destruction started again.
It's so frustrating, my Modus operandi, why can't I do these things in moderation?
Well, I'm not going to feel sorry for my self. I'm a big boy and I made my choices. All I can do now is try and put it behind me and pick myself up.
So the week in numbers,
By Monday I'd put back on 2 of the 3lbs I'd lost, so I'm down only 1lb for the month. target looking unlikely.
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At least I got some miles in. So 600 miles for March is still doable.
Peace.
I'm not totally useless, I can be used as a bad example.