I didn’t drink, but I was out until after 2am. It’s enough to make me feel like I did. It’s now been two years without alcohol.
I don’t know if it’s age, or my routine of going to bed early, but staying awake past one requires an extra day of recovery so that I can catch up on sleep. According to my sleep app, I went to bed at 2:33am and woke up at 8:06am, with 5hr and 32 minutes of in bed time and only 4hr and 49min of actual sleep time – a 65% sleep quality. I couldn’t imagine how I’d be feeling if I had drank. I know I wouldn’t doing anything productive.
It’s been two years since I’ve last had alcohol and I don’t miss it. Like I mentioned in my year without alcohol blog, I never set out to go a large period without drinking. Returning from the Philippines to Korea, I had 3 bottles of red wine in my cabinet with every intention of drinking them. Now, the longer I go without drinking, the less desire I have to drink. For me, the advantage of not waking up hungover and not feeling lethargic far outweighs anything I’d gain from drinking. Ultimately, I think it comes down to me realizing that I don’t need to drink to enjoy myself and I never really drank it for the taste.
Whoa! That’s impressive! But what about the SHERRY Joe, the golden SHERRY!
Haha, actually as I was writing this I was reminiscing about sherry and how drinking sherry was an integral part of enjoying life in Jerez!