Embracing the hangover

I had a conversation the other day with a buddy of mine about hangovers.

He told me he’d gotten way too hammered over the past couple of Saturdays and the following day he was absolutely worthless. He said he was going to take it easy this weekend so he could get some work done on Sunday.

Pretty solid decision. I mean it’s pretty hard to study if you feel like the floor of a taxi cab and spend all day nursing yourself back to health with Papa John’s and Gatorade. (Just an FYI, these don’t really work as good as just going running. Sweat, get your heart pumping. That’s the key.)

The hangover(s) served him well and taught him a valuable lesson.

Maybe you’ve been there. Maybe you’ve been in that place where your head is throbbing and you spend all day trying to figure out whether your starving or so bloated you want to puke. Maybe you’ve been in that position where you don’t really want to leave your crib because you have to run to the bathroom every half-hour. Maybe you’ve even been slightly perplexed by this and wondered, when exactly did I eat Fruit Loops?

Or, maybe you haven’t. Good for you, you’re a better person than a lot of us.

But even if you haven’t ever tipped back a few too many island concoctions, you’ve probably still felt Sunday morning coming down in some way. You’ve probably still felt the pain that comes from a  few bad decisions. We’ve all made mistakes and felt the pain that comes from them.

It’s a good thing. Be thankful for it. Be thankful for the hangover.

Hangovers make us regret our mistakes. They make us rethink our decisions and fuel our ability to learn lessons.

I’ve always said the real problem starts when we don’t get hangovers anymore. When we start to not feel the pain from poor decisions. Granted if you haven’t been drinking, that’s a good thing, but otherwise it probably means you’ve started down a path that’s going to lead you spending a few weeks in a facility dressed in a bathrobe Joe Kane style. (If you didn’t get that, you haven’t seen “The Program,” and that’s on you. Great flick.)

When we start to not feel the pain from our mistakes, that’s when we really have to be concerned. That’s when we really need to start worrying about where we’re headed.

So my advice, embrace the hangovers of all sorts. It’s your body, God, and the universe trying to teach you a much-needed lesson.

The only real cause for concern is when you stop getting them.

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About travman44

I work as a reporter for a newspaper in southwest Virginia. I play as a writer specializing in deep thoughts on shallow, and occasionally not so shallow, subjects. I'm also a former history teacher, bible college alum, and lover of the NBA and kids' breakfast cereals. It's a delicate blend. -- @TravisKWilliams on Twitter
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