Oh beer, I love you *so* much. You and I have been very good friends for many, many years now. I go to you when I’m feeling blue and when I’m feeling happy. I turn to you to help me unwind after a long hard day at work, or a long strenuous run. I even turn to you to just help me relax on a beautiful sunny day. Oh beer, I love you.
I haven’t always loved you though. There was a time where I thought you were bitter and nasty but then I learned that enjoy a certain taste of you. I love that you are not always perfect and like me, we have different aspects of ourselves that we don’t always want to show.
As much as I love you beer, you bring out a bad side of me sometimes. I don’t mean that you bring out an angry drunk kind of side of me, but you bring out a side of me that throws my health decisions out the window. You make me want to turn to the “dark side”. You make it harder for me to say “No!” to night time snacking and you make me say “Yes!” to eat that cheese in the fridge. I can have a whole day of making good, healthy decisions, but then after drinking a 12 pack of your delicious goodness; my day no longer feels like its been a healthy one. On most days I find myself spending more than half of my daily allowed points on you!
I can’t seem to just stop at one, or two, or three. You go down so easy and taste so delicious. Nothing else in the world calms me as much as a beer after work does. I’ve been blessed/cursed with having a strong tolerance to you, so getting drunk on you is very hard to do (depending on which of you I’m drinking of course) so it’s hard for me to say “STOP!” when you are calling my name from the fridge.
Just when I think I have figured out the perfect formula of consuming you while losing weight, I seem to spiral downhill and fall into an unhealthy rut for a few days.
But beer, you have gotten me through a lot. You have brought good times, and you have brought bad times. I could never imagine not consuming your deliciousness but I think we have to rethink our relationship and just how much time we spend together. Beer, I love you, and I can’t quit you.
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