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But let’s not forget that staying sober and watching other people get drunk can be pretty fun, too. —Nick Catucci, site director |
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This past summer, I went all in on nonalcoholic drinks. I’m lucky enough to have never had a dependency on alcohol, but there are plenty of other reasons to ditch booze. As a health journalist of over a decade, I was well aware of the medical consensus that alcohol is bad for you. Meanwhile, the growing nonalcoholic movement—with its logical appeal and increasingly diverse and celebrity-backed options—had grown hard to ignore. (Also, hangovers in your mid-thirties are savage.) So I unpacked a couple cases of Athletic beer into my fridge and set about on a mid-year resolution of sobriety.
I lasted about three months. To be fair, it was a strong quarter. Cracking beers, knowing they’d have no bearing on me in the morning, was a cheat code. My bar tabs, which quickly became few and far between, were microscopic. Winning games of pool and Skee-Ball against friends who were a few beers in was almost too easy. And one weekend, while hiking up New York’s Breakneck Ridge, I discovered the joy of taking in the view with a Bero in hand, sans fear of tumbling down to the trailhead. If you had asked me then, I’d have told you this was the new me.
Despite all that, it wasn’t long before I realized that my new sober life hadn’t made me any happier. In fact, it seemed to be taking a subtle, indirect toll on my mental health.
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