You've taught yourself to follow strict dieting and training regimes without any excuses, you've accepted the fact that your friends don't invite you to parties anymore because you'd rather drink protein
shakes than alcohol and you can't allow staying out late to compromise your gains.
So I don't remember much about the cruise, other
than discovering scotch and Coke, pushing open a heavy exterior door with my shoulder and realising it was covered in vomit, Noumea being expensive and dull, unwittingly eating dog curry in Fiji (the strange little bones gave it away) and my hands
shaking from
alcohol abuse.