Observations from the back of a bicycle

I have made an observation. Since the start of this year I have stopped smoking and started riding my bicycle quite a bit. Now in the beginning this was quite a shock to the system - I had been at best, sedentry and darn fond of a good party. Though very quickly my body seems to have adjusted to the level of punishment I'm putting it through. There is one thing I have noticed though as an unexpected side effect.

I have found that I can now drink a shit-load more alcohol than I previously could!

Now this is both exciting and disturbing.

The rock star in me is loving it - he's ready to go large and damn the consequences! He's looking to emulate the hard-rocking, hard-drinking, hard-loving heroes of rock n' roll - except he hasn't got a band at the moment....(nor is there a lot of the hard, or soft, loving either)

On the flip side, I believe my liver is beginning a grass-roots movement to remind me who really runs the show. I'm pretty sure he's talked the kidneys into supporting him, and I know he definately has the backing of the brain (it was staging a protest of it's own this morning....). And I know that the stomach and the bowels were throwing their weight around after last weekend's Aquathon.

Hmm...Then throw into the mix a mild obsession with caffine and.... Yee-ha!

Somehow I think the rock-star still has the majority vote in the parliment of my well-being, but you'd expect that from me!

J.