Yesterday afternoon for a good 7 hrs I was at a neighbours gathering that usually I would of brought along two bottles at least - yeah I did bring along two bottles - of water The social scene was heavy with drinking and laid back and comfortable and not once did I wish I was drinking.
The hosts are good friends of mine and the Hubby has a habit of not only drinking a lot of beer, but in a joking way encouraging me to "go on, have a drinnnnkkkk" when I'm on a non drinking binge - talk about pressure! Of course he doesnt know how serious it is for me to keep away from drinking, I just feed him the line of not being able to drink until I lose this weight, but he kept on and on "one wont hurt, it's so funny you not drinking!" and so on. It didnt upset me infact it made me more determined. I like challenges. I could of caved but I refused. Not like that.
Why is it though I feel like I have drank this morning? No ill effects but I do feel because of the setting and the socialising and conversations held it was one of those times? Old habits die hard.
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