Anyway, the point is that I'm not going to drink for about a year, starting next Monday.
I went to abaryswyth to see my brother and got completely gazebo'd on these drinks called Death Stars, plus some pints and Bacardi. Unnnggg...
I realised I rarely drink, and when I do, I drink too much. Most drink I tolerate anyway, so ya know.
So after this weekend (we're going to the lake Vyrnwy, woo!), where a lakeside BBQ and Shandy will be appreciated, I'll be a non-drinker for a year, hopefully.
This means no champagne on Xmas, no cider at Easter, no booze on holidays and no shots on birthday bashes. And I think I'll be better off for it.
The more I see my mates end up stupefied and paralytic due to alcohol consumption, the more I hate the way of the world; 'drink to get drunk'. Idiotic.
Joined a gym with Gideon. Thing is, Samson's Gym is full of tank-men. Scary, until they politely ask you to share reps with them and they advise you on the best movements for muscle training. I still feel like a fudging twig in there though, but I can run faster and longer on the running machines than any of the muscle men there. And the staff is mostly good looking girls.
Actually, a female gym goer started talking to me, and I thought she was cure - until she started lifting double the weight that I can!
Getting better tho :)
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