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My First Alcoholic Drink For One Year

Champagne?

Okay, it should really say “Sparkling wine?”

Today’s post is all about my ‘first alcoholic drink for one year’, my FADFOY. What it was, why I chose it and how it felt to drink it after taking a year long break from drinking every night. In this post I will address the following postscripts from the previous post:

PS. Tune in for the lowdown (next post) on what it was like to have my FADFOY. I’m sure I’ll have more juicy stuff to share. Hopefully it won’t involve recalling the sight of undigested carrots, bile and other stomach contents puked on the bathroom floor after a belated booze binge.

PSS. I’m pretty sure it won’t!

PSSS. But anything’s possible.

Anything IS possible.

This is proved by the fact I went most of the day after my year of living sober was up WITHOUT A DRINK. I mean, technically I could have risen at one minute past midnight and downed a champagne breakfast (talk about breaking a fast!) before the sun rose on 12th November.

But I didn’t.

Nor did I take an alcoholic drink with lunch whilst out celebrating with my family for my mother-in-law’s birthday (and wouldn’t THAT have been a perfect time to dull the son-in-law senses?).

No. I waited. Even until after we’d all gone back home to share the beautiful cake my wife had arranged to be made especially to mark the completion of my YOLS. There was a perfectly good bottle of chilled champagne ready to go in the fridge, but I felt like coffee with my cake, so the FADFOY moment had to wait even longer.

Well done on your year of living sober!

“It’s gluten-free too!”


I guess I could have popped open a beer before bathing our baby girls. I mean pre-YOLS I used to juggle my first beer and drying off our eldest before getting into making dinner for everybody, but I didn’t. I waited.

Then, once the girls where in bed, and my wife and I had the lounge-room to ourselves I decided it was time: I was ready to have my first alcoholic drink for one year.

So what would it be?

It was a question my friend had asked me a couple of weeks before the end of my year of living sober. We met up in the city and walked around a bit while he filmed me on my HD camera. I think now is the perfect time to look back on how I answered that question of what drink I would choose to break the drought.

Here’s the video.

So, as you can see (if you watched the vid) it looked like red wine was the front runner for my FADFOY. But, and since we know ‘anything is possible’, as it turned out, being ‘in the moment’ meant in the end I decided on a…drum roll please…a…BEER.

A good ol’ frothy-top ale.

And it was AWESOME! I mean, just great. Cold, full flavoured lovely.

So, the answers to: what my FADFOY was, why I chose it and how did it feel are:

What did I choose for my first alcoholic drink in over a year?

Beer*.

* I’d love to tell you the brand but doing so without getting a cash-kickback seems like a waste—hey, I used to do Television commercials for a living (partly!) and I’m not about to do a beer ad for nadda now! N.B. If anyone from Carlton United Breweries is reading this I do have some footage of one of your products being savoured as my first drink post YOLS. In HD too!

Why did I choose it?

It was a hot day and I was thirsty. Plus I love beer.

How did it feel?

Bloody terrific.

Just. Great.

So Where To From Here For YOLS?

I may have reached my goal of a year off booze but I’m going to keep posting about my experience with drinking alcohol again (in moderation and sophistication) after one year of temporary teetotalism.

I’d also like to see this blog become a resource for other big drinker’s who’d like to take a break for a while (remember WOLS=Week of Living Sober, MOLS=Month of Living Sober and if a YOLS is too much to consider why not start off with a DOLS=a ‘Day of Living Sober’).

The ‘Year of Living Sober’ Television Show

At my friend’s suggestion I ended my YOLS by keeping a video journal for the last 14 days. My wife also filmed me drinking my first beer in a year (and, as I said, in High Definition) and so now my plan is to use that footage, combined with the 140 blog posts and hundreds of photos and graphic images Year of Living Sober inspired, to pitch a couple of  ’Year of Living Sober’ ideas to TV and film producers.

Maybe this YOLS thing has got some legs? I know there are all those MOLS orgs like Feb Fast, Dry July, Ocsober and Hello Sunday Morning, which each seem to be growing in popularity every year. So I’m certainly not alone in thinking taking a break from alcohol can be really good for you.

And fun too!

My name is Ben and I’m a dipsomaniac and a ‘Year of Living Sober’ survivor!

Little Booze Joke

Big Foot walks into an exclusive bar in New York and orders a $30 Martini. Mesmerized by the strange sight of Big Foot at his bar the barman manages to keep it together as he pours Big Foot his drink and presents it to him. “There you go,” says the barman. “And sorry for staring but you’re quite an unusual sight in a place like this. We don’t get many Sasquatches in here.” Big Foot sips his Martini before replying gruffly, “At your prices I’m not surprised.”

:)

How about you? What do you think your FADFOY of choice would be? Love to get your comment.

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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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