I am pretty good about my sleep, diet (even with the binging I eat TONS of fruits and veggies), exercise and skin routine. I have started to get gray hairs (a few here and there) and even that I can handle.
What I cannot handle are my hangovers.
I am not a big drinker. Yes, I used to be a HUGE drinker. If I drank the amount I once did, I am sure I would have to be rushed to the ER to get my stomach pumped. I say this honestly, because once after too many shots of Captain Morgan when I was sixteen....this actually did happen.
The other night, Crush and I went out to supper with some of his old friends. We had a wonderful time enjoying some delicious and very overpriced Thai food in Charleston. This is a place that Chicago has Charleston beat....yummy and inexpensive Thai food. I get that it is supply and demand and Thai food is super popular here. The $20.00 pad woon sen was yummy nonetheless and I promised Crush even yummier Thai for a fraction of the price the next time we make it to the Windy City. He is excited, no one loves a deal more than my man.
Anyway, I had four drinks in a matter of six hours. 1 glass of wine, 2 glasses of champagne, and 1 vodka and soda water and I got DRUNK. Like, not sloppy, but definitely not cute. I was in a jolly mood. I did a really
I know know. I mixed drinks, so that was half the problem.
I woke up with a major hungover. URGH! I made it through a half ass workout and then I demanded that Crush get me pizza. It wasn't pretty.
Today, I am back on track after about fifteen hours of sleep yesterday. The reality is that things I could once do: drink ALL night, sleep three hours, work nine hours and then make it to the gym are WAY behind me.
It makes me sad, but I would rather be sleeping by 10:00 pm any night of the week. Now, I am catching up on all the things I needed to do yesterday before I allow myself get into bed early tonight.
Hope everyone had a great weekend and handled their booze better than I did.