Today marks 4.5 years of sobriety for me. That’s a long damn time to go without a drink. A lot of folks won’t understand, but those who will oughta get a kick out of this: I can tell I’m still an alcoholic when I have an occasion like today (or the full sober-versary in January) and my instinct is to have a drink to celebrate the milestone. Ironic, ain’t it? Recovery, sobriety, life, me… all of it’s just a work-in-progress. And always will be. That’s the point. It would’ve been a heckuva lot easier to quit drinking if I knew that it was an acceptable, supported, fuck, even cool, option for how to exist in my community and culture. So consider this as me taking up some space and showing that there’s always an option for what your relationship to alcohol, or any other substance, can be. Yep, even in the ski world, even in the outdoor community. I didn’t post back in January on my ol’ sober-versary this year. Sometimes—and ironically, considering my level of public vulnerability—I ju...