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What
the heck? I’m not proud. I’m not trying to hide anything. The public
nature of this blog suggests that I’m comfortable sharing the good, and the not so good in my life. So, I’m sharing this one too.
One
of the many side effects of losing weight that I hadn’t anticipated has
been rearing an ugly head in my life. In short, well - I just can’t
drink like I used to.
This isn’t to suggest that I drink or drank “a lot,” because quite honestly I think that varies by individual with several factors coming into play. I’ve seen small guys who could consume cases. I’ve seen large fellas who couldn’t drink a glass. I’ve known women who, as the saying goes, could drink anybody under the table. Nobody knows for sure what all of the variables are and how one might affect another.
But one variable that I haven’t been considering is my weight, and sadly in the last few months on more than one occasion I’ve had some embarrassing moments as I “drank like I did 60 pounds ago,” without realizing that that was what I was doing.
A friend said that to me on Friday, and honestly I couldn’t be more grateful.
No, I’m not going to break it down into detailed stories. There haven’t been any trips to jail, or court, or anything like that. Fortunately, my wife and a great group of friends have looked out for me, and tolerated me, (my word, not theirs) listened to me, and given me good advice to go on.
Still the whole thing is both embarrassing and frightening.
A man has to do a better job of knowing his limitations, and knowing when enough is enough.
