I quit. Last night, when Casey Blake hit a double to win Cleveland's home opener, I had the fabled moment of clarity: I drink too much. It's time to stop.
Drinking takes a bite out my wallet. Every paycheck I take out a wad of money that I deem my boozing money.
Drinking gets me into trouble. Last year after my birthday I almost got arrested for trying to steal a picnic table. Last night I was waving traffic into parking spots outside the bar. And I'm lucky I haven't gotten a DUI.
Drinking has even gotten me injured.
I enjoy my beverages, but enough is enough. I figure the upshot of being a teetotaler (something I used to despise) is that my running will probably improve and I should finally be able to shed those 10 pounds I keep trying to shed.
It doesn't seem like a good idea to have a blog called the Booze Hounds Inc. Running Team with a URL of boozehoundsinc.blogspot.com. So faithful readers, in the coming days I'll be deciding on what to call my new blog and find a new Web address. Any suggestions are welcome.
I have a few thoughts on a new focus of these ramblings. I'll still write about running, but I need something else to flesh it out since alcohol will no longer be a secondary topic. I recently have started learning the banjo and I've been thinking that maybe I'll regale you with stories about my new musical journey. I've also been reading a lot more, so maybe I'll try my hand at more reviews. At any rate, things will be changing here soon.
Thank you, everyone, for reading. I hope you follow me on my new life path.