Since getting the news about my blood work, I have been excited to have a drink. So this weekend, I decided to finally bite the bullet and had a couple White Claws while I was camping.
For the past few weeks, when I was required to be in social settings where other people are drinking, I have been having near beers. I don’t mind the taste really – my problem is that they have so many carbs. The lowest one I have been able to find has 9gs. White Claws? 1g.
My meal plan is high protein and low carb so I will never be able to eat bread or pasta again if I keep drinking near beer. I simply refuse to allow that to become my new reality.
Needless to say, the White Claws were delicious and I enjoyed both of them very much. I don’t think that they got me drunk despite my complete lack of alcohol consumption of late. I can’t be certain though because I had some edibles beforehand. Oops!
This got me thinking though, do I even bother drinking two drinks a week? I mean, a 6-pack will last me 3 weeks for goodness sakes. If this is my new norm, I am pretty sure that I have enough alcohol to sail me through until my 40th birthday – November 16th 2022.
Truly though, is it even worth it? Who knows. Just one more thing to sort through I suppose.
Camping was fun, as usual. Saturday morning I woke up before 6 am so after snow fell on us for the majority of the morning, I decided that I would lay back down until it had melted. When I woke up for the second time, pleased to see that the snow had all melted, I was able to do my regular routine – meditation and walk.
I am very excited that the camping season is upon us. Next weekend is May long so more camping is on the agenda – not even sure that I am going to unpack my car.
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