Xmas, a time of excess.
The Xmas period has brought my good habits into sharp relief. At all the Xmas parties & drinkathons I attended this year I was far less drunk than everyone there. Best of all I didn’t need to try all that hard to do so. AND I had a better time for it. Unlike some of my friends I didn’t forget anything, make a fool out myself or get an injury.
Why didn’t I have to try? I now unconsciously moderate. As I’ve stated before I had bad habits and over time I’ve replaced them with good ones. Constant repetition of the steps in my plan has ingrained them within my subconscious. Constant vigilance is difficult in a society where alcohol is ubiquitous so habits are important. It’s a safety net for when you forget yourself.
It is worth noting that I did actually put a lot of alcohol away this Xmas. I spent many evenings in the pub and even went on a few pub crawls. But I managed the intake so I was happy or merry and not drunk. Well maybe a little! But the point is I was compos mentis, witty, friendly, happy and so on. This was in stark relief to people who were swaying, slurring & arguing. If I ever needed validation for what I have tried to achieve it is looking at these people.
