Now that I’m back to eating un-Godly amounts of chocolate and sweets, my cravings for alcohol have minimized. I must say that was scary. I was telling my sister last night how it wasn’t like I just wanted a drink, I wanted lots and lots of drinks. It wasn’t an “oh, you can surely have just a glass of wine/martini/beer.” It was an all out “go drink the bar dry” feeling. I fortunately haven’t had that chatter for about a week. The things we deal with, huh?
My half marathon training is helping to keep me focused in the evenings since I go to the gym 2-3 times a week. On the weekend, I get in long(er) runs. I would not have the wherewithal to even attempt it if I had been drinking the night before. So, kudos to me.
Yes, it appears to be getting just a little easier every day. My guard is up and knows what to watch out for, and I no longer think about drinking 24/7. That in itself is a blessing.