Readers of 'I Don't Drink!' will know that I now swim every day and I have just witnessed a classic case of 'lane rage', at my local pool of all places. Two middle-aged guys were about to come to blows over who had more of the fast lane than the other. They were shouting and hurling abuse and that with a school party of children in the next lane. It was shameful to witness and a good thing the lifeguards booted them out.
I used to be a bit like that, especially if it was the morning and I was a little hungover, or the afternoon and I needed (thought I needed) a drink - in other words all the time! I have even had written complaints to the management about me before!
Now I am so chilled out and patient with people I can't see myself ever getting into this sort of state again. After all, why not just change lanes, or let the faster person go by at the end of the lane? There is so much more to life than fighting over a lane in a swimming pool, isn't there?
The joys of being sober are truly boundless.