One week (kinda) down, seven more to go.
Well, it’s not completely over – I still have to go through the weekend (and a wedding!). But so far; so good. This week went by relatively well, but admittedly there were times where the idea of pouring a glass of red wine was extremely appealing. I didn’t go out for dinner or meet up with friends at night (when I am more likely to have a glass of something), so temptation was relatively low for me.
I do have a wedding that I am going to today and I know that there will be alcohol served. The idea of having a mimosa or glass of wine will be tempting, but I think I can handle it. I don’t feel the absolute need to drink in social situations, it’s more of a “well, it’s offered, so why not?”
But in the moments where I did feel like pulling out that glass of wine I thought about while I was desiring to have a glass. Was it because I absolutely needed the alcohol? Was it because I, like many Americans, associate it with relaxing after a particularly stressful day? Or was it because I couldn’t have it and so I wanted something that I couldn’t have?
I think a good chunk of it was because of self-denial, but I think I also like it as a concept to relax. So with that in mind, I tried to find other ways to unwind. I’ve been running, so I did push myself a little harder (endorphins are relaxing plus the accomplishment). I have house guests coming into town next weekend for Jai’s first birthday party, so tidying up the house also makes me feel more relaxed and accomplished.
Asking Ash for a foot rub, sitting on the couch and vegging out after Jai is in bed, cuddling, all were great ways to relax instead of having that glass of wine. I think that as each week goes by it will be even easier. It will still be harder when invited to events where drinking might be present, but I can easily say no and have a cup of water. Because in the end that’s cheaper.
Like I said in my first post this week – this isn’t going to be as permanent omission like my other ones: this is just to help give my body a little less to process (and limited distraction). I may bring it back in at the end of the full eight weeks for a glass here and there of wine or something non-sugar based.
Now next week…that’s going to be the ultimate challenge. Giving up sugar. Pray for Ash.