I have made it through the first weekend of my no drinking tenure; it was harder than I thought initially. With the Bulls playing so shit on Friday night the thoughts of drowning my sorrows were there but I put them to rest by going home early and off to bed. Saturday I had a braai, also the temptation of just opening one beer was there but I overcame it as well. So to put in perspective, I am on day 9 so far. Thus only 22 more days to go before my journey will end. The road is still looking very though…..