The first 7 days…

So, exactly one week ago, I decided it was time to take a break from the consumption of alcohol for a while.

Now, I’m not really a heavy┬ádrinker. But, I do drink 2-4 days out of the week and I usually have more than a few drinks when I do. I’m not one of those folks that drink til I blackout or puke, either. What I did notice is that 1) even with steady, moderate drinking I mentally and physically felt like crap and 2) my bank account has been taking serious damage due to all of these nights out.

So, I decided I was going to do a 30-day challenge – 30 straight days without the consumption of alcohol. I have successfully completed 7 days in and let me tell you: So far, so good.

This has been one of the least expensive weekends I’ve had in a very long time. I took out $60 on Thursday and it has lasted me going out every night since Thursday. This was a nice reprieve when any given weekend could easily cost me a couple hundred dollars. When I go out to dinner with friends, my bill is roughly 50%-75% lower, now that I don’t have 2 or 3 drinks to pay for on top of my meal. My pockets are definitely happier with my decision.

There’s a distinct difference between being tired, and being tire and hungover. Tired is much more easily manageable. Life doesn’t quite suck as much. I’ve been out pretty late the past few nights and the mornings havent been as bad as I would originally thought. And actually, this morning was the first time I’ve successfully slept in, in a while (slept from about 4am til noon). Part of me wants to attribute this to my body taking advantage of the fact that I was getting natural sleep instead of alcohol-induced.

I will say this. Venues and the people in them look completely different when I’m sober. I was much more aware of how drunk other people were. I almost want to say that for the sake of perpetuating the race, you’re going to need to be drunk in these kinds of places. Otherwise, it’s easy to find yourself turned off by how uncoordinated and “sloppy” everyone in these places are. Nothing about seeing people stumble all over the place w/ slurred words and droopy eyes is attractive…

The only thing that bothered me about this whole ordeal is I didn’t realize how much of my “social confidence” was reliant on liquid courage. And by social confidence, I’m obviously referring to approaching women in bars… Tried to talk to these two girls on Saturday night and while normally this is no big deal, in this particular instance, my hand was shaking at my side and I was very aware of how nervous I was. It was disconcerting. This will have to be worked on.

All in all, I think my first week of sobriety turned out well. So well, that I’m actually considering extending this beyond the initial 30-day period. We’ll see how I feel at the end of it all. That’s a hefty commitment to make.