..there is a hill up near my place that I would climb....not a big one, small and steep though.
after some months of enthusiastic heavy drinking I went up the hill and could barely make it to the top without aches and pains and way out of breath!
this annoyed the crap out of me because I was often so fit (except for D and A binges)...and like to think I could survive in the wild for more than 5 minutes?
so I use regular exercise to keep the drink at a safe distance. I really value being fit. It's something more important to me than being smashed.....but only just!...I still gotta watch it.
It's hard to find that 'thing' thats more important sometimes....but I went looking for it.

I know I went up the hill deliberately to annoy myself.

(absurdly......during the drinking I would regard my physical health as having no importance at all....I would justify this by telling myself with conviction...."you are now using your mind mate!"....."I will get through this life excelling with my mind now"......what a cracker!)