It is now Lent.
I’ve already given up sweets and the like as part of my change of eating habits, anyway. So this year I am giving up alcohol. If you look in my diary stats from now on, you should see the number of units down to 0 for the next 6 weeks.
For me, the Lenten fast isn’t a religious thing; it is just a convenient target time to aim for with a clear beginning and end.
I quite like to give up alcohol every now and again just to prove that I can as, when I was younger, I did go through a phase where it was more of a necessity than a luxury.
Not to mention, it saves on the pennies.
It does mean finding other things to do for entertainment though: going to the cinema instead of the pub and a few trips to the theatre might have to be arranged. At the moment I’ve been filling a lot of my time with trips to the gym, the climbing wall and the pool.
The only fly in the ointment is that I really do find it hard to dance when sober. I always have the sneaking suspicion that I might be looking like a rusty old great aunt at a wedding trying to dance to ‘popular music’.
I probably look equally daft dancing when I’ve have had a wee bit of lubrication but my judgement is just impaired enough that I think I might step into John Travolta’s dancing pumps.
Week commencing 19/02/07
Medication: Roman chamomile tea, 5 mg Valium
Exercise: 12 hours
Alcohol: 0
Anxiety: Low
Anxiety Level (0-10): 1
Number of Panic Attacks:0
Severity of Panic Attack (0-5): 0
Depression: A little bit of winter/spring emotional turbulence
Depression Level (0-5): 3
Mania: Fine
Mania Level (0-5): 0
Summary
A pretty quiet few weeks. I have the odd day where I suddenly feel really flat or a bit miserable but it doesn’t last.
