Category: Health

Dry January Challenge, Week #2

  • All last night, sat on the levee and moaned
    Led Zeppelin

Well here I am, almost at the end of week #2! This past weekend was a mixed bag, but mostly good. Anyone from the Chicago area knows we have some crazy weather, and this weekend was no exception. It started out with a torrential downpour that lasted through Friday night into Saturday morning, only to turn into freezing rain and snow by Saturday night.

Shortly after going to bed Friday night, my son informed me about the water rapidly seeping into the lower section of our garage (which leads right into our house), and the new waterfall-like event we had going on in the basement. The rain was considerably heavy for several hours, and our entire yard was flooding. Of course water found it’s way into my home. Dave & I got up & spent the next 2 hours or so in a humble attempt to at least mitigate the incoming water somewhat – he mostly handled the garage & I took on the basement. Buckets, mops & shop vacs, oh my! You just can’t win with Mother Nature. Damn, I really needed a drink now! Dry January my ass!!! But as I told y’all before, I’m not drinking this month, so that wasn’t an option. We threw down a bunch of towels & old rugs, and surrendered for the night/morning. Sleeping didn’t come easy, as I was all agitated and worried about what I’d find when I woke up.

The next morning… (cue the organ and the sounds of the angels): basement was dry-ish, garage was fine, and I was alive & well! We had some cleaning up to do for sure, but I felt very thankful overall. So now on with our regularly scheduled program….

“When I die, I hope they don’t cremate me ‘cuz I’ll burn forever.”

Harry Caray

We had tickets to go to House of Blues to see one of my favorite bands of all time. Well actually it was a tribute band for LED ZEPPELIN! I took my Zeppelin T-shirt through some rockin’ renovations so I’d look even cooler than I am. I gave it some non-sewing alterations (because sewing is not a skill I currently have) – fringed sleeves & bottom, an off-the-shoulder neckline, & some cropping to make it look rock-ready! Since the weather was still sucking pretty bad, & the forecast warned it was going to suck even more, we booked a room downtown so we wouldn’t have to deal with driving our sober selves home later through the land of ice & snow.

After checking in at the hotel, we stopped at a Mexican place along the way to the concert for dinner. When I initially thought about writing a public blog about my journey through this month sans alcohol, you can bet that I did some soul searching and wondered if I’d have the guts to be honest about everything. Well I’m not here to pretend – that would totally defeat the purpose. Besides, this really isn’t like other social media where you seek a max amount of like-button reaction on fakeness, “look how pretty & awesome we are…” (ah, another future blog idea!). Nope. I’m about to tell you how much I wanted that margarita with my fish tacos! I mean, how else does one eat them? Except of course with a Dos Equis or Corona. But the salt, the lime, the pretty glass, the Coronita diving into it like it’s here for the beach party. And then of course the Tequilla! Nope, not today. H2Only.

After dinner, we began making our way towards the House of Blues. It was cold, extremely windy & snowing. We had plenty of time, and normally we would stop in at one of the many taverns we passed along the way to warm up and enjoy a beer or 2. This part felt very weird too. We did stop at Harry Caray’s though. I hadn’t been in there in years, and we decided to get out of the elements for a bit and check out the multitude of pictures and other memorabilia hanging on the walls. How many people pay attention to all of that stuff? I mean, you may look around near the area you end up sitting/hanging out, but there are sooo many photos throughout the place of so many different types of people! Something I also thought about later that I found ironic is that Harry, “the Mayor of Rush Street” was known for his love of bars, Budweiser and entertaining us with his often inebriated commentary and 7th Inning Stretch at Wrigley Field. Before we left, we took a selfie with him.

  • Booze, broads and Bullshit. If you got all that, what else do you need?
    –Harry Caray

It’s been a long time since I rock & rolled at House of Blues Chicago. What an amazing place! The architecture was stunning. We toured all throughout the place before staking our standing grounds for the concert. There are so many different bars throughout the venue, including the restaurant and bar right when you walk in, the Foundation Room and the VIP Lounge upstairs. And I wanted to drink in all of them. During the concert, they were serving big-ass beers & White Claws (23oz). We asked about any non-alcohol options but they didn’t have any. We are not pop drinkers, so we were back to H2Only (actually I ordered a Club Soda with Cranberry, which seems to have become my January juice).

We found a decent spot for the concert just off the main floor, next to Lt. Dan (not his real name) & his highly energetic party pal. We had some laughs, but it was hard to hear/understand them at times. I guess you could say we weren’t quite on their level, nor most of the others around us! The Zeppelin tribute band we saw was stellar! They even looked very much like them! The place was super crowded, so we weren’t at liberty to really venture around once the band started. We had to be standing in the same spot for over 3 hours! Luckily we were by a big pole which offered a little relief to lean on. So it was probably a good thing we weren’t drinking – no need to fight to get to the bar or the bathroom! After the gig, we found a place to sit in the restaurant bar, and we listened to another band play a few songs. I enjoyed another delicious ClubSoCran while getting some relief on my legs & feet!

Sunday Funday came next. We enjoyed breakfast with our city-dwelling daughter, visited a western retail shop, and then went to the Boat & RV Show at McCormick Place. Dave & I stopped at the original Aurelio’s Pizza for dinner on the way home. All in all it was a great day! I didn’t really care about not drinking, except when we were at the pizza place. It’s funny how I’m seeing a pattern when it comes to dining out. Mexican = margaritas. Pizza = beer! Old habits are hard to break. But Aurelio’s did have a non-alcohol beer option that I thought was pretty tasty!

  • Germans actually make 0.0% beer? Who knew?!

Tomorrow marks the end of Week #2. I’m finding that the weekends are definitely the only time I really feel challenged with this dryness thing. I’m sure summer would be much more difficult, as there’s nothing like an ice-cold beer (or 2) on a hot summer day after working in the yard all afternoon! Maybe I should start a Dry August Challenge? Now that’s just crazy!

Have a great week, & check back soon for more on the life & times of Dry Kelly Brown!

PS, if any of my fellow readers are participating in this Dry January Challenge as well, we’re almost half way there. We totally got this!

Dry January – Hit the Road, Jack!

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Here we go, 2020! There’s something about this new year that has really inspired me already. It’s as though I’m literally being pushed forward into the ring, gloves on, ready to fight, by an incredible force of nature. I’ve had a wonderful life so far, don’t get me wrong, but as many other mothers of grown children might experience, there have been some significant changes since our 4-pack all became young adults with their own agendas that I guess I just wasn’t quite prepared for. Where’s the freakin manual for that sort of shit anyhow? That’s a topic for a future blog….

So who am I fighting? Well, it’s more of a question of what, not who. What I’ve decided is worth fighting for is my health and happiness; my sanity, dignity and inner peace. I’ve raised my kids, sacrificed (gratefully) more of my time, energy and sanity than I ever knew I was capable of. I can honestly say that I’m very proud – not just of my kids, but of myself and my husband, my rock & soulmate, Dave. But there’s something I’d like to change.

Let me tell ya a little bit about myself…

Besides being a mother & wife (27+ years!), I’ve been a certified Personal Trainer for the past 16 years. I eat healthy, balanced meals that I prepare at home at least 70% of the time. I’m very active on the daily – not just in my fitness profession, but with my own personal workouts and other activities. These include many outdoor adventures (hiking, biking, jogging) that I usually drag Dave along for. I don’t smoke or do drugs (ZERO meds!). But my biggest vice would have to be my love of beer! Not just any beer these days – Dave & I have become very fond of craft options. We make it a point to check out local breweries when we travel, or try different varieties on the menus of the bars and restaurants we visit. (Many of our bike ride adventures “might” have included some stops at Michigan microbreweries and wineries….) Fun times! But people that know me as a personal trainer are often surprised that I would imbibe in such caloric, alcoholic beverages. Secret’s out!

So… lately I’ve come to realize the rather significant role alcohol has played in our lives. This is partly due to the kind of people we’ve hung out with over the years. This goes way back to high school years (1980s – yikes!). Weekend kegger bashes were never too hard to find. And we were able to either purchase alcohol ourselves or ask an older sibling or “runner” outside the store to grab us something. We hung out at night in parks or drove around with open beer in the car (good grief!). And the funny thing is, if the cops caught us, they would just take our beer (oh man!) and tell us to go home. No real consequences….

Are we drinkin or are we leavin?

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Society has also influenced the notion that drinking is the norm, and the center around so many social activities. We drink to “celebrate” birthdays, holidays, graduations, promotions/new jobs, sporting events, etc. We also drink to temporarily “escape” our emotions & stress stemming from the loss of loved ones, jobs, divorces, finances, etc. If you run a 5K in Chicago (or many other cities), guess what you are likely to get at the finish line? An ice-cold brewski! (Which is usually followed by a trip to your cooler or a bar to celebrate some more!)

I first heard of the Dry January Challenge just before NYE’19. That was my “push” to embark on this journey with the hopes of learning something about myself, as well as resetting my own relationship with alcohol. With that being said, I believe that by taking some time away from it, I’m also expecting to see and feel some positive changes in my overall health. I’m not expecting miracles. I’m not doing this to “punish” myself for being a bad girl (especially over the recent holidays!) but to challenge myself to be a better version of myself.

Honestly, I don’t intend to give up alcohol for life, but I’m hoping this experience will help me to be more mindful of when & how much I imbibe in the future. Today is Day #8. So far it’s been a success! Stay tuned for my report on the first week as a Dry Janner!