Alcohol-free for three weeks: check!
During intense and exciting football playoff game: check (even though there was a lot of buffalo chicken dip consumed)!
And through another weekend with relative ease: check!
I’ve got this.
And here’s what else I’ve got:
- More energy
- More patience
- More space in my brain
- A clearer brain
- A more creative brain
- Increased productivity
- Clearer, brighter, more glowing, less congested skin (and I have always had problem skin)
- Less belly bloat (inching – or at least millimetering – my way to #bikinigoals)
- Deeper sleep
And a huge one for me that I am just now starting to believe:
- Less anxiety.
This is not a comprehensive list. This is just off the top of my head on a tired (but happy!) Sunday night.
The anxiety piece is something I want to read more about. I have dealt with varying degrees of anxiety since I was a kid. I never thought about the impact alcohol had on my anxiety. Never thought to connect the two. But it occurred to me at some point this weekend that I have not felt anxious in, well, about three weeks. I am cautiously embracing the liberation I feel. Trying to stay present. And eager to explore this further in the coming days.
I weighed myself this morning (the day before tomorrow’s weigh-in) and I had gained a half-pound. Which was discouraging, considering how clean I ate this week and how great my exercise routine has been. In my discouragement, I ate too much junk today. I’ve stayed within my weekly points, but I’m expecting a perplexing gain tomorrow. Disappointing, BUT at least I have been sticking with Dry January like a boss. Tomorrow is a new day and a new week and I’m so proud for making it this far.