As an introduction, I’m writing this while having a glass of red wine. So I ain’t Tim Denning, who recently dropped a story (I think it was on Substack) about not drinking for 1,200+ days.
I enjoy having a drink on some nights.
I advocate moderation, not sobriety.
A couple of weeks ago, I wrote this story:
People drinking during the day are very unpleasant (to me)
And I don’t drink during the day
So that’s my rule # 1, and it’s very firm: no drinking during the day. The last time I drank early in the day was in May of this year, almost six months ago. In the morning, I ran a perfect marathon, setting my new PR, and then I relaxed. I was so happy and proud! On the way back from my race, I got myself a bottle of cold Chardonnay, grilled a steak, and chilled in the jacuzzi of the apartment complex where I was living at the time. Maybe after my next marathon, I’ll repeat this indulgence. I run marathons about twice a year.
I recently started a new job, and earlier this week, I attended a conference in San Diego. The evening was all about socializing. There was nice food and drinks were served. Most attendees had a beer or a glass of wine.
I was not at all tempted. For one thing, I missed my daily run on that day. It’s very unusual for me to miss a run. I always find a way. Say I fly out early in the morning — I’d get up at four and get a few miles in. I’ve had a few difficult weeks and have been struggling with getting up early, so I didn’t run on the day of the conference. I didn’t feel I deserved drinking — the indulgence part of it and the calories.
But the feeling was deeper than “not deserving.” The experience was similar to what I described in the story above, about not liking the people who drink during the day. I was observing the crowd getting all relaxed — their speech and body language changing, their lowered inhibitions — and I wanted none of it. They weren’t getting drunk. It was all very civilized. Maybe it was a good setting to get new business deals and make connections while socializing and having a drink. Still, I wanted none of it. I enjoyed being different. My mind was crystal clear, notwithstanding the tiredness at the end of a long day. I didn’t want anything to cloud my head. I especially…