Getting old... 8 pints Tuesday wiped me out for 2 days after!

So someone was leaving the local co-working space and Hereford and moving wholesale to Thailand end of November. Him and his wife are not kidding around, they full-on sold their house and have bought one way tickets.

This guy's an interesting character: a serial entrepreneur who recently went in hard setting up a payments website - he spent £10K on the domain name - it was either allpayments.com or anypayments.com, something like that.

Anyway it doesn't matter now, he decided a few days back to liquidate the business having realised he was exposed to a lot more liability than he'd realised. This is after spending months working 12 hour days and now he's massively in debt (again) with nothing to do when he moves abroad.

So his leaving drinks turned into something of a session.

It wasn't as if we were trying to get drunk, we had a meal planned, it's just the surrounds..

• two pints in pub one, a proper ale-pub, with a section. of 12 beers - starting at 16.30
• two pints in pub two, outdoor fire pits, swanky, by the river.
• Then the meal - actually a great Thai restaurant, we had deep fried ice cream for dessert - and two more drinks - beer and wine.
• Then the main pub in Hereford: The Barrels was literally 50 metres down the road so we had another 2 in there.

I think the 8th pint was a mistake, I really should have left after number 7, but someone was en route to the bar, I was leaving, I was humming and hawing, then I had the 'half' suggestion.

I don't do half pints

So I think I probably had another one to defend that affront to my masculinity, as any man should.

And the pub was quite lively, on a Tuesday, which was nice!

Two days wasted after...

So Wednesday was always gonna be a write off, and it was... I managed to get out bed for a quick online meeting for 11.00, then actually managed to shower and get to the co-work space for around 12.00, and a Tesco meal-deal, and a bit of a 'sorry for ourselves' with another guy my age who had been out the night before.

Then I was back home my 14.30 and a doze.

As usual, no exercise, no tidying, junk food, lots of chocolate.

And I couldn't be arsed on Thursday either!

So Thursday I also felt a bit laxidazical... no idea how you spell that, that'll do... I had a work from home day (I recently reduced my co-work membership to two days which I'd used up already) but didn't get much done... a bit of writing, I set up a laptop for this new job I'm starting soon (more on that later) and I managed some circuit training at around 16.00 but man that later was an EFFORT....

That's when I realised I was still beer affected. Actually that's when I calculated how many pints I'd had Tuesday.....

8 is a lot for me these days, and thinking back to the last time I did that, probably just before Christmas last year, yeah, same affect, a 2 day lag for sure.

Usually I limit myself to 6 if I'm feeling it on a Friday, that's a one day hang over, ideally 4, which is what I had this last Friday, then I can function the next day.

But all in all it's probably a good time of my life to DRINK LESS!!!

Maybe more deep-fried ice cream though, that was a discovery of the evening!