Unidentified drinking injuries

Unidentified drinking injuries

So with the festive season looming the invites are coming in thick and fast for evening entertainment.

This has meant that I have been consuming my body weight in red wine. Not good for my health, physically or mentally. I cannot seem to get home without some kind of blacking out incident and injury. This Saturday night (dinner at friends, five lovely couples from the playground) I woke up to a grazed knee, what feels like a broken thumb (badly bruised at best) and three grazed knuckles on my left hand. None of which are conducive to my kickboxing four times a week.

So as I sit and type I seriously contemplate never drinking again, yet the temptation of a glass or 2 of red wine with my vegan M&S meal is just too much ignore.

The staying on track vegan wise has proven a little trickier. That said only 2 slips. One for my daughters birthday meal, she chose to have her birthday tea in our favourite Thai restaurant and the soft shell crab was too tempting. Then Saturday just passed was a delicious meal of pate for starters and lamb for main course. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Surprisingly for me I don’t feel overly guilty about it. I know that the benefits of veganism in respect of my digestion are proven. I see this two slips as just that, slips in the road. When I gave up smoking it took more than a few attempts. What I do need to focus on is trying different meals.

Back to my BOSH recipe book me thinks!