Layin’ off the sauce

Alcohol. You are basically poison, and contradictory to everything I try to accomplish for my body all day long. And yet you’ve made yourself an integral part of social situations, fun to partake in, and goddamn it, you taste pretty fucking good too.

I finally did a week without it, though.
When I first started my health/fitness (obsession) I went without it for a month. I remember that I felt like a superhero with boundless energy and positivity, and yet I still hadn’t been able to give it up again for an extended period of time.

However, Michael & I were planing a beach excursion, and I wanted to capture similar results, so I (finally) committed to a solid week without it.

The results are in: worth it.

I feel better, and I look better too.