Hello to all four of my followers. I hope you haven't missed me and my incredibly interesting musings too much.
So I guess I'll begin with this past weekend. I drove from Folly Beach to Athens, GA for the night. The usually debauchery ensued in Athens and I spent the rest of the weekend in Clemson. Needless to say, I woke up this morning feeling like there was an coked up gorilla trying to pound his way out of my skull. While sitting around and recounting the weekend's festivities with my friends, I threw out the obligatory hungover line "I feel like I don't want to drink for a month." A few moments after I'd uttered those oft-uttered words I thought about how many times I'd said that and how many times I'd found myself drinking two days later.
Not this time.
This time I've decided to actually attempt a month without drinking. I'm sure to some it would seem slightly pathetic that this, in my eyes, is a daunting task. Alas, it is. I'd venture to say I haven't gone more than ten days without going to a party since 2008 and I've probably not gone a week without at least having one beer. Running with the crowd I run with at school, and at home for that matter, it's tough to go more than a few days without receiving an invitation to drink to one degree or another. And, being a fan of the brewski, I rarely decline one of said invitations. This summer, I've been living at McHale's a few nights a week and I'm an official member of the Beer Club. This has been greatly detrimental to my bank account.
The other facet of my month of health will be a running program C25K. C25K is a program designed for people just like me: those who are completely and utterly out shape. There was, believe it or not, a time in my life when I was athletic and capable of handling strenuous workouts five days a week. Those times are long gone. Hopefully this whole C25K thing can get me back on track.
Thus, starting tomorrow, I'll go a full four weeks in complete sobriety while reigniting my once fervent love affair with the Northwestern track and weight room.
God help me.
