Thanks for the support folks. Choir practice was interesting. It had been noticed that I was unwell on Sunday, but not many realised that it was the same as "Geoffrey Barnard is Unwell". I came out with my admission at the end of the session. They had no idea how elated I feel at going for 6 days without any drink, and I am focussing on getting through to NEXT weekend.
Still no running. I'm impressed that AOH enjoys going out in 4 degree squalls of hail. They breed 'em hard up there.
Evening. My ears were burning, which reminds me it's time for the ear drops again.
Welcome back Tine. Good to hear that WP, OH, Chick, Ale, Dustin, OL, and everybody else are actually out there doing a bit.
My recovery phase descended all too easily into slovenly laziness. My alcohol intake frequency also gradually increased. I found that I was building up fatigue, not just tiredness, and in my job that's not good. By the end of the week I was in need of a nice drink or two, and Saturday nights became quite a steady, extended session as the stimulating effects were kept on the boil until I dropped off to sleep. An outsider would see this as getting drunk under the table. Last Saturday the wife was away and I let it go. On Sunday morning, although I was sober, the after effects were very much inside the system and I came over with hot sweats, near fainting, not good. Especially as I was in church.
There will need to be a lot of apologising to a lot of people.
I haven't touched the stuff since. I just realised how I had become locked into a descending spiral and it suddenly made me fear for my family, my marriage, my job, driving licence, flying licence, and all sorts of other potential repercussions.
As for training, I haven't got any races in the book. My heart isn't focussed on training. I haven't run for weeks. I wasn't even fit to go swimming on Sunday night, but I did manage a swim mid week. That's all I've done.
I hope you don't mind me offloading my head here. As you can imagine, there are repercussions of even seeing a Doctor (Notes are electronically available to other Doctors, and even to employers in certain circumstances). Hopefully I can crack this habit before it's a full addiction. Meanwhile, I do need to make my peace with the Vicar, and the other Choir members.
Cinema? Few during the year, but Bond? Abso Effing Lutely. Although I'm partly deaf, our flix did it a bit too loud. The Lord only knows what the wife thought. As for the film, it was grate. Considering the Craig series, I thought that Casino was more than good, but with some unbelievable bits. Quantum was too predictable, not helped by the film being ruined by the trailers. Skyfall was awesome, as was Spectre.
Lyrics? Can I sing them all? Only under a few conditions. 1) Drunk 2) With mates 3) If I can remember the third condition it means I'm sober.
Training Bike just 53 miles, nice and steady. Well reigned in. Coffee stop included. Yesterday included a session with a new Queen of Pain. Today I need drugs. Good sesh then.