So I wasn't going to write a post because I'm away this weekend, but I was inspired by our night out yesterday.
I'm up north celebrating a pals birthday over a weekend. Last night was meant to be the calm before the storm ahead, yet it landed up as quite a night. The lads went to a brewery for a tour and drinks and then we joined them in town after. Although we didn't go clubbing we went to two pubs with music and drank to excess and stayed out til 3am - my poor head and throat were feeling it this morning. And now we have our 'big night' out today and drinking will probably start again soon : s
I'm quite experienced at the 'several days on the trot getting hammered' nights out but I'm getting older and there is nothing I can do about it. For instance, last night I drank a beer, then some wine, then some cocktails, then some shots, then some spirits and mixers. Years ago that would be easy. Now all I have is fear of being sick or actually being sick, urge to eat very cheap takeaway food on the way home and a major headache with tiredness that drains me through the next day. I don't dislike the experience, I just can't handle it!
As for the second night on the trot, the morning is always the hardest. Today I woke up at 9am but it took nearly 1hr and 30mins to actually get out of bed - granted I was getting offered tea and food to the room, so I had no inclination to leave, but still. That is disgraceful! I used to go clubbing, stay at a mate's, sleep for 4 hours then do a days worth of work - not anymore. It sometimes takes days for me properly to recuperate!
The thing is I can still have great nights out, it just has to be paced. No one needs to deal with me becoming unconscious or being violently sick for a day (both me when I was younger) and although I have only ever been sick in a house in a toilet o a bucket, it's still not right for someone else to deal with. I'm generally a considerate person when it comes to that - I think : s I also waste too much tme recovering now, when I should enjoy the other parts of still being 'relatively' young (see not young, apparently that bracket stops at 25).
Also, I am starting to feel older in the 'going out' field in general, which means that you have to play your choices of drinking locations more carefully. Luckily for last night, not only were we not the oldest in Slug and Lettuce (even though you are normally of a certain maturity age to go there) but we were not quite the most embarrassing (several older guys were rather entertaining on the dance floor). One of our mates was a close contender but we don't need to mention what he wa doing, lol.
Anyway, time to prepare for drinking part 2 : s I'm scared! Hopefully I can handle it like last night. If not, it's going to be a long journey home tomorrow : s
Today's post title comes from Rathergood.com's own band 7 Seconds of Love's song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRVhevmDwlk
I'm up north celebrating a pals birthday over a weekend. Last night was meant to be the calm before the storm ahead, yet it landed up as quite a night. The lads went to a brewery for a tour and drinks and then we joined them in town after. Although we didn't go clubbing we went to two pubs with music and drank to excess and stayed out til 3am - my poor head and throat were feeling it this morning. And now we have our 'big night' out today and drinking will probably start again soon : s
I'm quite experienced at the 'several days on the trot getting hammered' nights out but I'm getting older and there is nothing I can do about it. For instance, last night I drank a beer, then some wine, then some cocktails, then some shots, then some spirits and mixers. Years ago that would be easy. Now all I have is fear of being sick or actually being sick, urge to eat very cheap takeaway food on the way home and a major headache with tiredness that drains me through the next day. I don't dislike the experience, I just can't handle it!
As for the second night on the trot, the morning is always the hardest. Today I woke up at 9am but it took nearly 1hr and 30mins to actually get out of bed - granted I was getting offered tea and food to the room, so I had no inclination to leave, but still. That is disgraceful! I used to go clubbing, stay at a mate's, sleep for 4 hours then do a days worth of work - not anymore. It sometimes takes days for me properly to recuperate!
The thing is I can still have great nights out, it just has to be paced. No one needs to deal with me becoming unconscious or being violently sick for a day (both me when I was younger) and although I have only ever been sick in a house in a toilet o a bucket, it's still not right for someone else to deal with. I'm generally a considerate person when it comes to that - I think : s I also waste too much tme recovering now, when I should enjoy the other parts of still being 'relatively' young (see not young, apparently that bracket stops at 25).
Also, I am starting to feel older in the 'going out' field in general, which means that you have to play your choices of drinking locations more carefully. Luckily for last night, not only were we not the oldest in Slug and Lettuce (even though you are normally of a certain maturity age to go there) but we were not quite the most embarrassing (several older guys were rather entertaining on the dance floor). One of our mates was a close contender but we don't need to mention what he wa doing, lol.
Anyway, time to prepare for drinking part 2 : s I'm scared! Hopefully I can handle it like last night. If not, it's going to be a long journey home tomorrow : s
Today's post title comes from Rathergood.com's own band 7 Seconds of Love's song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRVhevmDwlk
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