The Paradox Of The Alcoholic Marathoner Brain
Ever ran a marathon, finished it, hated almost all of it and then found yourself booking another one immediately after it?
That’s the alkie marathoner brain.
As runners we remember only the glorious moments of the marathon where we either finished or caught the runner’s high. As drinkers, we don’t remember all the fucking pain it brought us but only the slivers of serenity that we got on a warm summer’s night on the piss.
We choose to forget the pain. This is pretty helpful for exercise but not when it comes to drinking alcohol.
All it takes is one positive memory of alcohol and then BAM! That’s why I’m still vigilant about drinking. I won’t have just 1 drink as I’ve never been interested in 1. I drank to escape my awkwardness, lack of self confidence and my negativity. But alcohol only made me more awkward, killed what self confidence I had left and made me even more negative.
Running on the other hand has improved my self esteem and helped me move towards a more balanced outlook on life.
My brain’s still a bit fucked up.
That’s why I swear at alcohol ads on Facebook just for entertainment these days.