Vegas.... the first 30 hours....
Thats my game too at the state casino. But going to Nevada i love craps. Best thing about texas holdem is i win money when sober!
know what feels good? Being in my room heading to bed again at 9pm in Vegas for another night.... had a nice quick evening making an appearance at a cocktail gathering. Drank water, took a few photos from the 64th floor balcony view... headed back to the hotel and now for another good night of sleep.
Tomorrow, most of my colleagues will be pretty wrecked. I'll go for a sunrise run.
Tomorrow, most of my colleagues will be pretty wrecked. I'll go for a sunrise run.
The first one was harder.... but now apart from some fleeting AV thoughts, it's easy. And it feels SO much better.
Every time, there wind up being several people who express admiration and respect and even desperate questions... "HOW???? Oh man.... I WISH I COULD DO THAT!!"
I cannot tell you - after years of leaving this town a broken, harrowed, self-loathing, trembling shell of a man - how great it feels to leave here rested and smiling and feeling better than when you arrived.
#soberliferocks
This morning as I returned from a 0430 gym session, there's a guy in the hall swaying back and forth in front of a room a few doors down. He's slurping away at a glass of champagne, banging on the door.
"Sup man", he says to me as I pass.
More banging ensues and I hear him bellowing "C'MON baby.... lemme in. I ain't GOT nowhere to GO!!"
Pause.... bang bang bang.... sway.... slurp....
"BABY!! I ain't GOT nowhere to GO!!!"
pause.... voice from inside room - "GO THE F*** AWAY"....
Ahhhhh yeah..... not me folks. Not me. Never.
"Sup man", he says to me as I pass.
More banging ensues and I hear him bellowing "C'MON baby.... lemme in. I ain't GOT nowhere to GO!!"
Pause.... bang bang bang.... sway.... slurp....
"BABY!! I ain't GOT nowhere to GO!!!"
pause.... voice from inside room - "GO THE F*** AWAY"....
Ahhhhh yeah..... not me folks. Not me. Never.
know what feels good? Being in my room heading to bed again at 9pm in Vegas for another night.... had a nice quick evening making an appearance at a cocktail gathering. Drank water, took a few photos from the 64th floor balcony view... headed back to the hotel and now for another good night of sleep.
Tomorrow, most of my colleagues will be pretty wrecked. I'll go for a sunrise run.
Tomorrow, most of my colleagues will be pretty wrecked. I'll go for a sunrise run.
I certainly don't care- but I really never thought folks even noticed. Until, a week back from the meeting a co-worker referenced something that happened at one of the parties and asked if I was there for that or had already taken off!
I morphed from being with the group closing the bar nightly (I never drank too much at these events- I just felt more comradery, and the need to prove I had the stamina to keep up) to making an appearance and being the first one to my room.
Hi FreeOwl
Your 1st post in this thread - that could've been me. (it wasn't 'cos I ain't won no award, but in all other respects...)
I've only been sober since the start of this year and am just coming to terms with what that means, which is this - drinking doesn't make the bad stuff go away it just makes it seem like your friend.
Della1965 I agree
relationships come and go but texas hold 'em - thats mathmatics and thus...
Immutable
Your 1st post in this thread - that could've been me. (it wasn't 'cos I ain't won no award, but in all other respects...)
I've only been sober since the start of this year and am just coming to terms with what that means, which is this - drinking doesn't make the bad stuff go away it just makes it seem like your friend.
Della1965 I agree
relationships come and go but texas hold 'em - thats mathmatics and thus...
Immutable
Off to a dinner at a fantastic steakhouse with some friends and colleagues. The tricky bit about being a non-drinker in these situations; what the hell do you do when it's time to split the bill?
I think my strategy is going to be ordering enough fancy, expensive appetizers and mains to make up for the cost of the wine I won't be drinking.... lol.
I think my strategy is going to be ordering enough fancy, expensive appetizers and mains to make up for the cost of the wine I won't be drinking.... lol.
well.... that one was a little harder. Good friends - several colleagues and their spouses. Me, the only one not drinking at a steak house. Wine flowing pungently all around me.... and these; many of them people I've spent many many an evening drinking with.
None of them drunkards or overly tipsy - but certainly all putting back plenty of wine.
It felt a little uncomfortable at times. Particularly at the numerous toasts - one in my own honor. Something about the small and familiar gathering of close friends, steak, the smell of that wine....
By the end though I'd had a good time and struggled through the rougher bits where I felt a little uncomfortable. Nearly midnight, I wanted to head back and go to bed. They of course are all going out and tried mightily to convince me to come along. But no, I just want to go to bed. Really and sincerely, I realized; I just want to go to bed, get some rest and be fresh for meetings in the morning.
An experience like that is a little mixed. On the one hand I miss them, and a part of me wanted to stay and be with them. On the other hand, I'm tired. The conversations were turning toward the same old drinking conversations, and there would just be more money spent and more exhaustion for my body and the bottom line is; even though some part of me feels a loss of some sort at not being with them - that's just not how I want to spend my life.
Had to get some of this out...... thanks all.
Good night, sober and grateful, from Vegas.
PS - The steak was awesome at Smith and Wollensky
#soberlifeisntalwayseasybutitrocks
None of them drunkards or overly tipsy - but certainly all putting back plenty of wine.
It felt a little uncomfortable at times. Particularly at the numerous toasts - one in my own honor. Something about the small and familiar gathering of close friends, steak, the smell of that wine....
By the end though I'd had a good time and struggled through the rougher bits where I felt a little uncomfortable. Nearly midnight, I wanted to head back and go to bed. They of course are all going out and tried mightily to convince me to come along. But no, I just want to go to bed. Really and sincerely, I realized; I just want to go to bed, get some rest and be fresh for meetings in the morning.
An experience like that is a little mixed. On the one hand I miss them, and a part of me wanted to stay and be with them. On the other hand, I'm tired. The conversations were turning toward the same old drinking conversations, and there would just be more money spent and more exhaustion for my body and the bottom line is; even though some part of me feels a loss of some sort at not being with them - that's just not how I want to spend my life.
Had to get some of this out...... thanks all.
Good night, sober and grateful, from Vegas.
PS - The steak was awesome at Smith and Wollensky
#soberlifeisntalwayseasybutitrocks
well I sure am tired this morning....
but I'm not hungover.
I look back at all those years I did this trip and DID go out after dinner and stayed out drinking until 4am only to get to the hotel in time for an hour of sleep, a shower and head back out for meetings.
How? How the hell did I do that? How do all these people do that?
AND WHY???
no thank you.
but I'm not hungover.
I look back at all those years I did this trip and DID go out after dinner and stayed out drinking until 4am only to get to the hotel in time for an hour of sleep, a shower and head back out for meetings.
How? How the hell did I do that? How do all these people do that?
AND WHY???
no thank you.
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