How I became addicted to buying fugly shoes
I chose to quit booze seven months ago following some fairly seismic changes in my personal life. I’d been using (and, let’s face it, probably abusing) alcohol in various forms since the age of 14, and the combined factors of lockdown focusing a magnifying glass on my drinking habits and the aforementioned existential tumult meant that my life’s preferred secret sauce suddenly lost much of its magic.
The benefits of abstinence have, predictably, been manifold. My skin is better, I sleep like a baby, my anxiety has drastically diminished, I’ve lost just over a stone (most of it from the notoriously tricky-to-shift area around my stomach), Hokas Shoes and my motivation to exercise regularly, well, exists. One promised benefit which hasn’t materialised, however, is improved solvency, which...