Friday, January 23, 2015
Weekend #4 - going skiing
I am actually not too worried about this weekend. I am going skiing with my kids tomorrow, so I will go to bed early tonight.
There have been PLENTY of Saturday ski trips where I have drank too much the night before and have felt crappy skiing - a little car sick on the way up, a little dizzy while trying to bend over and snap my boots on, looking forward to lunch where I will be fighting with myself over whether I should have a beer or not. Lately I have noticed that probably 85% of the skiers eating lunch are not drinking alcohol. I had never noticed that before. I just thought 85% where having at least one. I almost always had one and just hoped like crazy that we were with someone else who drank so I could have more than one.
My husband and I had a rule that I drove up and he drove home. I said (and told the kids) this is because he gets too impatient driving up. Really the excuse was that if I finished skiing before the rest of them, I could go sit in the sun and have a couple more beers and not have to worry about driving home (dh does not drink while skiing - he would wait until he got home - that thought would be foreign to me).
OMG! I LOVED sitting in the sun at the ski area with a beer - one of my favorite things ever!
I would have a glass of wine in the hot tub when we got back which I LOVED doing!
Drinking at lunch and after just made everything more fun (I thought). In truth I guess it did make everything fun - I can't lie about that. It really did! However, is it worth all the agony and torture that it brings with it - the anxiety, depression, hangover, exhaustion, mental obsession, the feeling crappy all morning while skiing? The answer is NO! And honestly, now that I think about it, I was usually drinking by myself at lunch and in the hot tub. Who am I having fun with - me, myself and alcohol. Maybe I actually looked at alcohol as my friend....weird.