Disclosure: this is a post mainly meant for me to re-read next time I decide to go to the bar...
Being a 20 something year old - the Bar life still tempts me every now and then...
My coworkers haven't ever had the chance to see me after a drink or so - and even though I warned them I am a "2 beer queer", they still wanted me to join them for a night on the town. and why not? I'm young and can stay out late and have fun right?!??
All week I had been looking forward to the weekend - forecasted to be 60 - 70 degrees and beautiful. I had a 12 mile sunrise run planned for Saturday morning, followed by a bike ride on sunday morning.
I went out to the bar on Friday night and had 3 mixed drinks over 4 hours - we ate goat cheese tapas and watched some circus chicks perform on the rooftop deck at one of the tallest building in St. Louis. We laughed and danced a little, watched all the awkward men try to hit on women in really really high heels. I wore my flats and a wedding band and enjoyed the people watching.
It wasn't until the next morning that I knew I had made a mistake. How is it that I always seem to forget what being hungover feels like. and so... I sat on my couch for hours on Saturday and sunday mornings watching "America's next top model........ and I am really disappointed in myself.
I didn't eat breakfast until 2pm on Saturday and still felt drained and tired when I woke up on Sunday at 7.
So here is the note to myself - I enjoy a nice long run, a swim or a bike ride WAY more than being hungover. And a beer or glass of wine once in a while is ok - but just always remember that 2 drinks come with repercussions in my stomach and liver.
