The time has come in my life to leave the past behind, to be the person I truly am, to live a healthy alcohol-free life.
I have learned through out my life that beating myself up over past mistakes does me no good. It only drags me down even more. I’ve always knew my drinking caused me pain in all areas of my life. My relationships have suffered, my career, my health and just about every other part of my life has been affected by my alcohol use. Yet through all the ups and downs I refuse to give up. I have used this as a motivator to rewrite my story.
What can I say I’m a slow learner. It takes what it takes and believe me it has been some ride. I’m sure a lot of you reading this know exactly what I’m saying. I believe no one will change until they make the decision to change. You know the saying “if nothing changes, than nothing changes”, or something like that.
Something about the mountains that bring out the best in me. It can be the Green Mountains of Vermont, the White Mountains of New Hampshire, the Catskills of New York or my favorite the Adirondack Mountains of New York. My whole sense of being is up lifted in the mountains. In addition to the mountains it’s the beautiful rivers and lakes that make me feel more alive and healthy.
My life at times feels like I’m floating down a river, or swimming upstream getting no where. Always waiting for that 100 foot waterfall up ahead to suck me over. My constant battle within myself to stay committed to a better life of sobriety.
My trip to Acadia National Park, Bar Harbor, Maine. My father was a great and humble man. He was a architect by profession and loved to spend time in the Mid Coast of Maine with Mom. We would rent a house on the water and enjoy all Maine has to offer. Walk on the rocky coast, eat lobster, visit the quaint towns, kayak, and just relax. It was our place to go with the family and my Aunt Ro and Uncle Walt.
Dad and Mom loved Maine so much they decided that when they retired they would live in Maine. So my Dad bought some land and designed a beautiful modern house on a lazy quiet wooded lot. Well as life goes it didn’t go as planned, Dad died of cancer. Yet Mom built the house anyway. What a beautiful house it’s so serene and quiet, you can feel Dad’s presence.
Rode through the farmlands on a hot summer day. What a beautiful ride past the corn fields, the Delaware River and rolling hills. The Jersey corn, tomatoes and fresh produce at all the farm stands along the way brings memories of growing up in Jersey.
I have been cycling a lot this summer more than ever. Doing an average of 75 miles a week. In fact my health has never been better. It has helped me to stay positive and to keep protecting my alcohol free life. My biggest obstacle at this point is eating. I have to make it a priority to eat in the morning. With working out, cycling and being sober it MUST BE A PRIORITY!
This blog is about living a alcohol free life with all it’s challenges. What life as a Chef is all about, it’s rewards, challenges and most important the FOOD. Also my cycling journeys.
Where to begin. Still navigating this whole blog thing. A little about me, I’m a Chef, an avid cyclist and live an alcohol free life. My battles with alcohol go back to my teenage years. I’m 56 years old so I’ve been battling my demons for most of my life. What I have learned more than anything else is to NEVER GIVE UP.