What’s the real cost of booze on your body?

Keeping track of each individual sober day I’ve had since beginning this adventure (by marking them off on my YOLS calendar) I was especially happy recently when I noticed I’d passed the half-way point of my year off booze. It was a good day. I celebrated by publishing a ‘best-of’ post featuring ten of the funniest Little Booze Jokes from my first six-months of blogging about my temporary teetolism.

But as I’ve explained on this blog before, although I employ humor in order to help me make a healthy change and not take my old self too seriously, I do appreciate for many people, booze abuse isn’t a joke at all.

Alcohol kills. Not just bacteria either.

The cost of alcoholism on society is well documented elsewhere though so I don’t really want to dump any more facts and figures on you about how lives are ruined because of it, but I have got a few numbers I’d like to run by you. You see I’ve come up with what I believe is an important breakdown of the cost of booze on you and your body. And maybe it will help someone, somewhere, as they battle with the ‘demon’ (not to be confused with Matt Damon) drink.

And maybe helping others is a good thing?

Since starting this blog I’ve been contacted by a few people who have started wondering if they might benefit from taking a break from drinking alcohol for a while too. It’s not such a crazy notion, I guess. At some point in our lives I think it’s a common question many of us ask ourselves:

“Should I be thinking about cutting back on my boozing?”

Whichever way you answer, however your relationship with alcohol is playing out, I hope you are doing just fine. And I hope you enjoy reading about the real cost of booze on your body from going on one BIG bender.

Cheers!

Sometimes it's expensive to get drunk!

And if the jpeg is hard to read or doesn’t show…

The Real Cost of Booze on the Body

Brain’s blood vessels dilate & normal function plummets: PAY $20 cover charge for privilege of purchasing 500% marked up drinks in pretentious nightclub.

Mouth operates independent of brain: PAY $150 for round of drinks (to apologize for offending everyone with Mel Gibson impression).

Pituitary Gland malfunction disrupts sleep: PAY $3,500 for panel beating (after car accident next day) .

Central Nervous System gets overexcited causing excess sweating: PAY $150 for ruined shirt/blouse.

Muscles become weak from low blood sugar: PAY $25 for pig out at McDonalds/KFC.

Heart effected by ‘false courage’: PAY $20,000 for new hip (jumping cars is harder than it looks).

Pancreas aggravated-makes you chuck guts in taxi: PAY $100 cleaning fine.

Liver swells from fatty acids build up: PAY $577,100 for replacement liver.

Kidney over-compensation causes pissing of pants: PAY $150 to replace pants.

Stomach lining becomes inflamed causing noxious belching & farts: PAY $2.99 for breath mints **.

**can be used as suppository

TOTAL COST OF BOOZE BENDER ON BODY: $601, 197.99

My name is Ben and I am a social experiment.

Today is Day 190 of my Year of Living Sober.

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Little Booze Joke

Two peanuts walked into a bar and one was a-salted.

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What’s your next step in healing?

Feel free to save this jpeg to your desktop.

If you’re reading this I could assume you are doing so for one of four reasons:

1) You too would like to cut back on how much alcohol you drink (and are searching for inspiration or hints for how to make that lifestyle change).

2) You know someone you think would benefit from drinking less booze (and are going to email them the link to this site as soon as you’ve finished reading!).

3) You are a recovering alcoholic and intrigued by an alternative approach to teetotalism (however you feel about someone giving up for ‘only’ one year).

and

4) You got here by accident and were actually looking for penis growth enhancers (in which case you might enjoy this post on how to have more powerful erections by drinking less booze).

Actually, come to think about it, there are probably countless other reasons why, out of over an estimated one TRILLION (1,000,000,000,000!) possible internet pages, you might have landed on this one. Typing in ‘are you an alcoholic’ or ‘funny role models’ or ‘reasons to give up alcohol’ to the search engine could have done it. As would being a Twitter aficionado with your finger on the hashtag (#sober #blog #funny). But for the purpose of this post I’m going to propose another reason you’re here now:

5) You are on a journey of healing and the Universe has directed you to exactly the place you need to be right now: somewhere reading this.

Since I believe in the inherent perfectness of the known and unknown universe (and universes) I’m going with the last one: you are on a journey of healing.

And so am I.

Part of my healing has been spurred on by various self-help books I read (and am no longer ashamed to admit I do. Well, I am still sometimes ashamed to admit, but I’m working on ‘releasing the need’ for that shame.) One of the authors I constantly turn to for inspiration is Louise Hay (AKA Louise L. Hay). Her books are all about taking responsibility for everything that happens in your life while remembering you have the power to change anything you like at any time.

All you have to do is change your mind.

And the way Louise encourages her readers to change their mind (and thus behaviour and thus outcome) is to use affirmations. This following one is from her book ‘Heart Thoughts’ (currently opened on my desk, the page held in place by a metal hole-punch):

“I am on the next step to my healing.”

Underneath this affirmation is a short elaboration as to what Louise feels repeating these words can help anyone who does so achieve. Here’s what Louise says:

An affirmation is a beginning point. It opens the way. You are saying to your subconscious mind: “I am taking responsibility.” “I am aware there is something I can do to change.” If you continue to say the affirmation, either you will be ready to let whatever it is go, and the affirmation will become true; or it will open a new avenue to you. You may get a brilliant brain-storm; or a friend may call you and say: “Have you ever tried this?” You will be led to the next step that will help you with your healing.”

I think Louise has summed up everything I believe about affirmations. But I guess that’s no surprise since she was my introduction to them in the first place, many years ago when I began my journey of self-healing by ‘releasing the need’ to smoke cigarettes.

If you haven’t heard of Louise until today, now you have. And maybe that was your next step?

Wherever you’re going.

:)

My name is Ben and I am a social experiment.

Today is Day 185 of my year of living sober.

How about you? Do you do affirmations too? Love to get your comment…

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10 Funniest Alcohol and Bar Jokes Ever!

Searching for a pisser? Like to hear a funny that’ll make you wet yourself?

You’ve come to the right place.

Today is Day 183 of my Year of Living Sober. As I am officially half-way towards achieving my goal of 365 days booze-free I thought I’d celebrate with a light-hearted ‘best of’ post featuring some of the ‘Little Booze Jokes’ I’ve included at the end of my other posts over the last six months.

Year of Living Sober isn’t just about sharing the trials, tribulations and torment of a self-inflicted self-imposed year of alcohol abstinence, it’s also about embracing an alternative, humourous approach to booze-free living.

For proof of YOLS’s ‘style’ you’ve only got to look at some of the search terms leading liquor lovers or reformed booze hounds to these pixelled pages. Search terms  driving teetotaller-curious traffic towards this dipsomaniac domain include:

‘booze jokes’, ‘sober jokes’ and ‘alcohol jokes’

There are some other search terms too including: ‘bucket of hot chips’ (because I did a blog post on how a bucket of chips is like a white russian) ; ‘Shakti Gawain alcohol’ (I wonder what that tastes like?) and my personal favourite of the day, ‘Medicine to growth (sic) the penis when you are sleeping’ (don’t bother searching the blog for that magic tonic—if I discovered that I’d be sleeping in a hammock in the Bahamas somewhere by now) but a good deal of interest in YOLS comes from the funnies.

And that’s cool with me.

Here at Year of Living Sober we (I) try to make the serious issue of alcohol abuse a bit…fun. While alcoholism is a very serious issue for many, for us (me), we (I) feel it is important to have a laugh at ourselves (my drinker-self and my non-drinker self). Alcohol can cause enough suffering without anyone adding to the misery; the YOLS aim is to turn the devil drink into a source of amusement—inspiration even.

I’ve wasted plenty of time getting wasted and taking myself and the world too seriously. ‘Chill out’, they say; ‘Life’s short—enjoy it’, they say; ‘Don’t take everything so seriously’, they say.

Good advice I reckon.

So, in the spirit of spirit-sacrifice here are the 10 Funniest Alcohol and Bar Jokes Ever*

(*On this blog, since it started on 11/11/2011)

Enjoy.

10 Funniest Alcohol and Bar Jokes Ever

1. A woman walks into a bar and asks the barman for a double entendre. So he gave her one.

2. A hunting dog walks into a bar and the bartender says, “Sorry, we don’t serve hunting dogs here,” and the hunting dog says, “That’s okay, I don’t drink. I’m just here to pick up a bird.”

3. A termite walks into a bar and says, “Is the bar tender here?”

4. An old-fashioned typewriter walks into a bar and says I’d like to set up a tab.

5. Q. Why does drinking too much alcohol in your teens lead to memory loss?

A. Why does drinking too much alcohol in your teens lead to memory loss?

6. Q. What do you call a daiquiri made with precisely two-and-a-half eggs?

A. Eggs-daiquiri.

7. A man walks into a bar and is immediately disqualified from the World Limbo Championships.

8. Q: How many binge-drinkers does it take to change a lightbulb?

A: Four. Three to change the lightbulb and one to vomit on your shoes.

9. A three-legged dog walks into a bar and says, “I’m looking for the man who shot my paw.”

10. F1, F2, F3, F4, F5, F6, F7, F8, F9, F10, F11 and F12 walk into a bar and the barman says, “Sorry, we don’t cater for functions.”

Thanks for stopping by.

My name is Ben and I am a social experiment.

P.S. Below is a joke (as jpeg) you can stick to Pinterest (if you’re into that kind of thing) and you’d like to help spread the word of an alternative take on making a healthy change.

How about you? Got any good booze jokes? Funny search terms on your blog? I’d love to get your comment.
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How Giving Up Alcohol Makes You Vulnerable: 5 Things I’ve Learned So Far

"It's soda water actually!"

Today is Day 174 of my Year of Living Sober.

As I continue along towards my goal of spending at least one year of my adult life completely booze-free I am learning a few things I didn’t expect to about how giving up alcohol can make you more vulnerable to physical, emotional and psychological damage, upset and criticism. Here’s what I’ve learned so far:

1. Alcohol isn’t the only thing that gives you a hangover.

Giving up alcohol can uncover other ‘nasties’ in your diet. Before giving up drinking for a year I didn’t notice the effects of other sugar carriers so much. But now I have noticed how if you ever eat a lot of sugary products after dinner (like, I don’t know, a packet of Smarties followed by three slices of Jaffa mudcake, two chocolate coated marshmallow biscuits and a bowl of Turkish Delight ice-cream*) you could very well wake up the next day with the same symptoms as a hang-over (dry-mouth, dull head, irritability and GUILT!). You may also find a pimple on your nose.

2. ‘Near Beer’ is meant to be ‘non-alcoholic’ but it actually has a tiny amount of alcohol in it.

Giving up alcohol has reminded me of the destructiveness of obsessive compulsive perfectionist self-righteousness.

Since my YOLS began, from time to time (okay, most nights), I’ve taken to drinking the odd fake lager or two and when I found out my beer replacement wasn’t 100% 0% I was worried. I didn’t like the idea I had been tainted by what I had committed to completely cutting out. I’d signed myself up to 1 year, 100% alcohol free. My ‘non-alcoholic’ beer had, I’d felt, sabotaged my plans.

But when I found out even seemingly ‘pure’ food and beverages like fruit and fruit products have some percentage of alcohol in them as well (especially bananas and orange juice) I decided to cut myself some slack. I mean, I’m not even ‘drinking’ vanilla essence anymore!

3. Some Alcoholics will take offence at someone like me—who does not consider himself an alcoholic—trying to make a positive life change also a bit of fun by blogging about it.

Giving up alcohol for ‘only a year’ and then writing about it in a humorous (sometimes?) way has alienated me from a few ‘real’ alcoholics who feel it belittles their lifetime struggle.

I have great admiration for anyone who commits to a life without alcohol but I’m not at that point in my life where I feel I need to do that. I also think there are probably many more people like me who have refrained from adjusting their attitude and behaviour around alcohol because of an unspoken belief that only ‘Alcoholics’—with a capital ‘A’—have a problem.

I do not think drinking alcohol is always a problem for everyone. Nor do I think there is ever only one way to solve a problem (whether alcohol abuse or any other negative behaviour stemming from a sense of unworthiness—or whatever stops us meeting our normal emotional needs in a healthy way). The ubiquitous ’12 steps’ aren’t for everyone.

4. Maybe alcohol was a bigger problem in my life than I thought, when I started this YOLS?

When I first decided to give up alcohol for a year I thought my drinking was probably a bad habit but not THAT bad. As I lifted the veil of that habit from my life I began to see how in the past, drinking too much may well have cost me opportunities in business and pleasure.

Though it is hard to pin-point examples, writing on this blog has caused me to look back on my life and see how what started as ‘normal’ excessive teenage drinking continued, mostly unabated, until about 174 days ago. For most of the weekends (especially) during that time I was wasted. I was wasted a lot of the time; I wasted a lot of time.

But the past is done and all I can change is how I go into my future.

As a writer who wishes to be enjoyed AND understood it is important for me to have clarity in my life. And that is important not only in my professional life but in my personal life too. I have learned I’m not only more productive (writing more words of greater quality) when not drinking but I feel and express myself more clearly in my relationships too. My thought processes in general seem more precise.

5. I feel vulnerable making any admissions—about how my life might be better without alcohol—public.

What if, after my year off drinking is over, I simply go back to my old habit of near nightly consumption of more than the recommended alcohol allowance (which always seemed to me ridiculously low anyway!)? Any epiphanies will, in retrospect, seem shallow and perhaps pointless even?

And, though one of the reasons I’m doing this blog is too openly explore and share any struggles (and victories) over the course of my year off booze, sometimes I’m embarrassed to admit how often I think of how long I’ve got to go. Like everyday. Everyday when I mark off another alcohol-free day on my YOLS calendar I think about when I’ll get to have another drink.

Doesn’t sound like an obsession at all, does it?

It does remind me of a quote from the Bhagavad-Gita though:

“The abstinent run away from what they desire but carry their desires with them.”

There’s more I’ve learned about my relationship with alcohol since I began my YOLS (on 11/11/2011—a cool date because it means the same whether you are an Australian, like me, an American, or any other nationality) but those are the first five things that come to mind this morning.

And I’m still learning.

My name is Ben and I am a social experiment.

*Low Fat

Little Booze Joke

A philosophy student walks into a bar and the barman says, “What’ll it be?” and the philosophy student says, “Well it depends on what ‘it’ was, what ‘it’ is, who’s observing ‘it’ and from what moral, religious and intellectual paradigm ‘it’ is being considered.” The barman looks at the philosophy student and says, “Get out.”

How about you? Has any life-change brought up vulnerabilities for you too? Is your relationship with alcohol easily defined? Or maybe a bit murky? I’d love to get your comment.

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Top 5 Temporary Teetotaller Responses

Today is Day 162 of my Year of Living Sober.

Back around Day 60 (wow, 100+ days ago!) I posted a list called the ‘Top 5 Teetotaller Responses When Offered A Drink’. Since I hadn’t heard of Pinterest back then, I didn’t think to make my list into a handy graphic which could be viewed and shared with a single click. But now I have heard of Pinterest (and have set up my account HERE) I thought it might be fun to do a slightly revised version of that post and put it into a pinterable pic.

Besides, I’d omitted an important word from the original list: ‘temporary’. This is a list for anyone who’s simply taking a bit of a break from booze, not necessarily giving up alcohol forever. Also, I felt I could improve upon that first list. A little edit here, a little edit there and voila! I think this little ‘Top 5′ is even better than before. Clearer, funnier—more to the point.

So here it is. The Year of Living Sober’s new improved Top 5 Teetotaller Responses When Offered A Drink hereafter known as the Top 5 Temporary Teetotaller Responses. Enjoy. Share. And leave a comment if you’ve got another one.

My name is Ben and I’m a social experiment.

Little Booze Joke

F1, F2, F3, F4, F5, F6, F7, F8, F9, F10, F11 and F12 walk into a bar and the barman says, “Sorry, we don’t cater for functions.”

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Top 5 Ways to Cut Down Alcohol Consumption

It's a matter of balance.

Today is Day 141 of my Year of Living Sober.

As a former regular/steady/unsteady-whoops-I-fell-over-again drinker I’ve spent a good part of the past 141 days thinking about ways not only to cease boozin’ completely but also ways to maybe cut down a bit once my 365 days of self-imposed sobriety is done.

Maybe nothing or all isn’t necessarily the best way for me to change my drinking habits?

Then again, maybe I really will never drink alcohol again? Even after my YOLS is up? If so what use would I have then for any ideas about moderation or temperate al-co-hole consumption?

None.

But, honestly, total abstinence for the rest of my life is a tad too depressing to contemplate right now, even—or especially—in the middle of my first ever year completely off drinking. And as ironic as it might be to get depressed over giving up a depressant, so it is; so I am.

Ironic.

For anyone else who’s ever thought about how they might cut back on alcohol binging—one day—here are my:

TOP FIVE WAYS TO CUT DOWN ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION

1. For every glass of alcohol you drink have one glass of sand.

This works really well for the first glass of booze but unfortunately after downing the sand you WILL require hospitalization.

2. Staple your lips together.

Pros: makes it near impossible to drink any alcohol from a glass or bottle. Cons: unless staples overlap you may still be able to squeeze a straw between the gaps in your bleeding lips.

3. Replace your large wine glass with a thimble.

Not only does a thimble hold less than a glass you’ll pour most of your wine on the floor or table thus having the experience of being drunk (i.e. loss of eye/hand co-ordination) without the damaging effects on your liver, skin and love-life (see ‘How To Have More Powerful Erections’ to learn what boozin’ hard does to a man trying to stay hard).

4. Instead of beer, wine and/or spirits try a stick of celery.

Warning though, if trying this at the local pub get ready for the name calling from your big boozing drinking buddies. However, if they do call you any derogatory names (‘Rabbit Man’, ‘Vegetable Woman’ etc…) simply smile and shove a long celery stick (deftly removed from your virgin mary) into the arsehole eyes of your tormentor. Yes, by not going for the mouth they will still be able to cheap talk and curse your unwillingness to follow the crowd (sheeple) but, having disabled their eyesight they won’t be able to see you steal their phone, wallet and car keys! Bonus.

5. Wear mittens.

The fifth top way to cut down alcohol consumption is simple. Like methods 2 and 3 wearing mittens is all about creating an obstacle to booze delivery. If you think you could still get to your favourite tipple despite having limited dexterity and grip try oiling your mittens or smearing them with butter too. By the time you get the screw top off the wine or pop the cap on that bottle of beer you’ll be too exhausted to pour either down your gullet.

So there you have it. The top five ways to cut down alcohol consumption. If you have anymore, we here at Year of Living Sober (well, ‘me here’) at Year of Living Sober would love to hear them.

My name is Ben and I’m a social experiment.

Little Booze Joke

A hunting dog walks into a bar and the bartender says, “Sorry, we don’t serve hunting dogs here,” and the hunting dog says, “That’s okay, I don’t drink. I’m just here to pick up a bird.”

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One Third The Way Through My YOLS

Are the glasses one-third empty or two-thirds full?

Today is Day 125 of my Year Of Living Sober.

That means I’m over one-third of the way towards achieving my goal of 365 days booze free. Cool. But before I get carried away with patting myself on my back I must tell you the real reason I started this blog was not just so I could be an annoying teetotaller, self-righteously bragging about my twelve wonderful booze-free months (that’s only part of the reason!), no, the real reason was by making the old ‘public statement for which I could be held accountable’, I couldn’t back out when things got tough.

And man, things got tough.

It started a couple of weeks ago. The cravings were killing me. It seemed every night all I could think about was having ‘just one beer’ or ‘just one keg’. Once or twice I even mimed drinking a glass of wine. Seriously. I pretended to drink, like a two-year-old imitating his parents I giggled manically.

“Mmmm. It tastes SO GOOD!”

But though I did go a bit lush loopy I didn’t seriously consider breaking my 365 day plonk-fast, not for a beer, a red wine, a sneaky shot of turpentine or thimble of mouthwash. But I WAS obsessed with contemplating HOW LONG I had to go before I could (or would allow myself to) have an alcoholic beer.

‘Near Beer’ is close but sorry, no cigar.

And I wasn’t alone in my suffering. The wife copped it too. “I’m not even half way!” I may have whined (see what I did there?) a couple times or eight. But eventually the vocal complaints to my better sober half reverted to an inner dialogue (“Focus on something fun, Ben. Like cutting your toe nails”) and eventually the psychological rough patch passed completely. Phew.

But I’m not exactly sure though why things got easier?

Maybe getting stuck into the second draft of my latest novel helped? Maybe my increasingly vigorous exercise regime distracted me too, especially as I’m starting to see good results (less flab more fab—so my wife reckons)? And maybe my resolve to constantly remind myself of what I DO have and not what I’m missing out on is part of it too?

A big part I reckon.

My name is Ben and I’m a social experiment.

Little Booze Joke

A three legged dog walks into a bar and says, “I’m looking for the man who shot my paw.”

:)

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Staying Positive Means Thinking Differently

Henry Ford said that. He thought he could.

Today I went for a run. It was about 26 degrees celsius in Melbourne today. Today I am yet to have my shower.

According to the people in charge of calendars today is also the 22nd day of the 2nd month of the 2012th year. According to me today is the 104th day of my Year Of Living Sober.

This far from completing my goal of 365 days alcohol free I try not to think about the fact I am not even a third of the way yet. One way to help me do that is by remembering I am well OVER one QUARTER of the way.

Sometimes staying positive is all about thinking differently.

When I dwell to much on how good a cold beer tastes on a hot summer’s day I start to lament the loss of lager from my life; when I fixate my mind on the lush warmth of a good red wine in the cool evening, and the dreamy, blissful state a few glasses can imbue my tired spirit and busy mind with, when I do that I only get depressed.

So I don’t do that.

Instead I think—with a clear mind—about how good it will feel to look back on the year I took off from booze and always know that I could do it: because I did it.

But right now, I’m DOING it.

And it helps to stay positive! And clean; maybe it’s time for my shower?

My name is Ben and I’m a social experiment.

Little Booze Joke

A hydrogen atom walks into a bar and says to the barman, ‘I think I’ve lost an electron.’ The barman looks curiously at the atom before asking him, ‘Are you sure?’ To which the atom replies, ‘Yes, I’m positive!’

:)

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100 Days Sober and the Temporary Teetotalism Movement

1 day at a time multiplied by 100!

Today marks a personal milestone in my Year of Living Sober. Today is Day 100 of my year off booze. But I haven’t done it alone. And the good new is you don’t have to either because…

YOU ARE NOT ALONE!

No, I’m not talking about alien invaders living under the floorboards (or in your local politician’s body—though I can’t be sure on that one), I’m talking about people who love you, support you and want to see you succeed in your striving for greater happiness.

Unlike some aliens (and all politicians) not everyone in the world wants to suck the precious energy force out of you until you are a walking skeleton with a lifeless spirit to match. Some people want you to thrive, to grow stronger and more vibrant with every passing day.

Some people aren’t afraid of change or when their friends and family embrace it.

Such people are the ones who will champion any decision you make to improve your own health: mental and/or physical (actually, those two states are so intertwined maybe it is pointless to differentiate?)

Personally, I am very lucky to have chosen a partner who is right behind my decision to cut out booze for a year. My wife, Pauli, is by no means a wouzer (how do you spell that? wowza?). Before embarking upon my YOLS she occasionally had something to say about how my drinking had increased to every day (“You know you’re drinking every day now, don’t you?”) but she didn’t put any pressure on me to quit. She was, however, happy with my decision to go on my Year of Living Sober.

Pauli even reads this blog sometimes!

And so do others. I’ve ‘met’ many folk from around the globe who offer their positive vibes of encouragement. I’ve also read the odd blog from others who have gone before me in committing to twelve months booze free.

And I’m still discovering more and more support networks for people who like a drink but have come to a point where they know it’s time for a break.

Or at least a change.

Now, in Australia—where I live and have done most of my life—we like a drink (if you believe the old tourism advertisements we also like to barbecue ‘shrimps’ but despite what Paul Hogan might have led you to believe we actually call them ‘prawns’). Wherever you are reading this from you probably already know, here in Oz, we like a Fosters or eighteen (actually, nobody I know drinks Fosters!). I’m not sure if our international drinking image has us behind or ahead of the Guinness loving Irish, the vodka swilling Pols or the middle-American keg-drinking-party-animals, but I imagine we’d be somewhere in the Top 3 Drinking nations of the world (if not Universe).

So, it might surprise you to find out us Ozzies also seem to be leading the world in a movement I’ve termed ‘Temporary Teetolism’; we’ve taken supporting the choice to take a break from booze and turned it into a sub-culture.

And when I say ‘sub-culture’ I’m not making a derogatory reference to our sports-mad, thong-wearing, flag-waving bogan population (I’m not being racist when I say ‘Bogan’ because I am a reformed drink-driving, dim-sim eating, car-surfing fool myself), I am referring to a growing group of individuals and at least two official organisations set up to promote part-time alcohol abstinence.

Not only do I have the support of my wife but, if I want it, I could join in with either the liver cleansing crew at FebFast (where people sign up to taking all of February off sloshin’) or Hello Sunday Morning (where they are aiming to get drinkers to quit drinking for 3 months).

Or, if I wanted, I could sign up for Dry July, another organisation set up to raise money for good causes by getting normally boozy Ozzies to jump on the wagon for the entire month of July.

If you were crazy enough to do all three of the above abstinence exercises you’d have to take 5 months off from drinking. Still, that’s 7 less than if you decide to do a YOLS one day.

Baby steps. Baby steps…

Although we’ve enthusiastically embraced the notion of not drinking for a certain period of time down under I know we’re not the only country where people are gathering to encourage each other to try life without booze. In AA meetings across the planet that’s just what is happening. But now, in Australia at least, you don’t have to be a full blown alcoholic to join with others in recognizing what might have become a destructive habit.

So, if you have ever thought about taking a break from booze you don’t have to do it alone. There’s bloggers and groups and lots of other folk who will get behind you on your mission. But if you can I’d still recommend getting your very own Pauli; supportive partners don’t all share her name but they do share one thing in common:

They love you—even when you don’t drink.

Cheers!

My name is Ben and I’m a social experiment.

Little Booze Joke

A termite walks into a bar and says, “Is the bar tender here?”

:)

HOW ABOUT YOU? DO YOU THINK YOUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY WOULD SUPPORT YOU IN TEMPORARILY GIVING UP BOOZE? AND/OR HAVE YOU TRIED JOINING IN WITH ONE OF THE OZZIE ORGS?

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Honestly, giving up drinking is difficult

It aint called 'happy hour' for nothin'!

Is giving up drinking really that hard? For me the answer is definitely yes.

And no.

You see there are many factors involved and I often feel torn in two.

One part of me is very happy to be committed to an experiment in sobriety by taking a year off drinking. The other part of me, the part which has (had?) a million good reasons for having a drink (it’s a party; it’s the weekend; it’s hot outside; it’s cold; it’s an ultimately meaningless life we give meaning to in order to cope with the unfathomability of it all; it’s day time), fancies a drink.

But so far the ‘good’ angel on my shoulder is winning the war of whether to be a woozer and give up on my YOLS or be a winner and stick to my guns. So far, I haven’t given in to my mostly mental cravings for having a beer or a glass of wine.

So, when’s the hardest time? When is that ‘devil’ voice—the one urging me to kick back with a bottle of red, forget all this nonsense about temporary teetotallism and drink my troubles away—loudest? As of today, Sunday 12th February 2012 (93 days gone of my 365 not-drinking) I’m pretty confident to say the stickiest point is around mid- to late-afternoon. Five-o-clock is probably toughest.

Especially on the week-ends.

Maybe that’s cause I’m less bound-up in my writing work? Maybe it’s because the house is busier and less regimented? Maybe it’s cause there’s heaps of sport on the Telly and even if I’m not exactly a sports-mad man I am still a man: some stupid habits are genetic.

But despite my strong ‘urges’ to have a bloody REAL beer or JUST ONE bottle of wine (!)—I don’t. And now I know the pattern of my cravings I am prepared for it. It doesn’t mean I don’t struggle with an internal dialogue (and often an external one: “Geez, I could go a glass of red right now, oh dear and patient wife!”) but it does mean I am getting better at recognising THIS TOO SHALL PASS moments of maddening, conflicting desires.

So, yeah, it IS difficult to go sober for a year. But not impossible.

I think.

My name is Ben and I’m a social experiment.

(Today is Day 94 of my Year of Living Sober. But the day aint over yet.)

Little Booze Joke

A chocolate walks into a bar and says, “I thought I’d end up in you one day.”

:)

HOW ABOUT YOU? WHAT DO YOU BATTLE WITH GIVING UP? ANYTHING? IS IT EASY?

 

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