It’s been more than a year since I divorced alcohol – which began as an attempt to wrest some control over a life thrown into a tumble dryer by the rude intrusions of a pandemic. Questions fielded from fellow 30-somethings since then have hinted more at curiosity than taboo. “Why did you suddenly choose to give up alcohol?” The answer: the ranking of health in the pecking order of life priorities rises as the creases of age begin to appear.
Those health benefits were predictably felt. My higher-than-desired cholesterol dropped 0.8 mmol/L in the year sans booze. “If you keep up with this trend, you’ll be on track to reaching your target,” my doctor encouraged.
