Today is the last day of January, 2024, and tomorrow I will have my first alcoholic beverage in a month. Yes, this is the year I did Dry January, 31 days of abstaining from one of the peak joys in my life.
I never had an interest in what seemed like a passing fad of post-holiday sobriety, yet this year was different. I've been more health-focused in general lately, and so a break from alcohol seemed like something I'd like to try.
After ringing in the New Year at an all-ladies Champagne party in Manhattan, I woke up late on New Year's Day to a protein-filled breakfast with coffee. The tee-totalling kept going from there.