I’m a mom of a toddler and infant twins, and I have a busy career. I've always been very active and conscious of my diet, but I recently noticed that every single night after getting the boys to bed, I was pouring myself a glass of chianti and sinking into the couch, exhausted. Although I've always been very moderate with alcohol, somewhere along the way I had started to feel like I needed that glass of wine to keep me sane—and I didn't like it.
As a yoga teacher, I'm conscious of my habits, and this one needed work. I think a glass of wine once in a while is completely fine, and to justify it I kept reminding myself that red wine is full of antioxidants, and my doctor had even said a small glass was fine while I was breastfeeding. Plus, French women drink wine all the time, right?
Once I'd gotten these justifications out of my system, I made up my mind to completely cut wine out for three weeks. Here’s what happened.