I am at a point in my life where I still love to party but less frequently than before. The hangovers have got ever so more painful. The bars and music appear to have got so much crapper. Yet, tonight I will venture out on the lads Christmas night out. I say to myself that this year I will take it easy. That this year I really don't enjoy getting smashed like I used to. That this year I will drink water every couple of pints to stay hydrated. That this year I have finally grown up.
I think I have grown up. I love going for walks at the weekend. I appreciate trees, landscapes and can draw on inspiration from anywhere. I enjoy great food and cooking as opposed to being out on the lash. If I went snowboarding now I would take an early night so I am fresh for the days riding instead of just riding drunk with a headache and blurry vision all week long. I enjoy sites on holiday as much as theme parks...well nearly.
All the above is true. However for some reason, about 4 pints in tonight, I will forget all that. I will forget about the next day and everything I said. I will make a suggestion like lets get a round of shots for some energy. I will even probably be the one encouraging people to go to the shit club with the music I hate. Why will I do this? I don't know...............but it will be fun for a few hours, then bad for a couple of days and then it will be out my system for another year.
I'll let you know if this year I succeed.
Mike x