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Booze Myths Uncovered, No. 6: Lining your stomach pre-session

by @JOEdotie
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We know that a few of you out there swear by lining your stomach with milk before a night out on the tiles, but did you know that your little ‘trick’ is practically useless?

We’ve all heard of the myth that drinking milk before heading out will line your stomach, which will prevent you from puking. Some even go as far as having a few rashers along with their milk, so that the salt will make them want to drink even more when they’re in the pub or club.

However, this isn’t a tasty pre-session meal. It’s more like a recipe for disaster.

Lining your stomach with milk only delays how quickly the alcohol finds its way into your bloodstream, so it doesn’t actually prevent it from getting in there. The best way to stop yourself from getting wasted drunk is by simply pacing yourself and not by trying to find a biological loophole that simply doesn’t exist.

According to the guys over at drinkaware.ie, our bodies view alcohol as an irritant and a poisonous substance (it is called intoxication for a reason you know) and once your body realises there’s too much booze in it you’ll be running straight for the jacks – if you’re lucky to make it that far. That’s why you should pace yourself, so your body can keep up with what you’re drinking.

Having said all that, you’re much better off eating something before you go out for a few scoops. If you have a few beers, whiskeys or wines on an empty stomach then you may find yourself puking all over the dance floor and that hot blonde’s shoes, which will ultimately ruin your chances of getting the shift.

With some food inside your stomach, you also won’t be tempted to buy an over-priced dodgy looking burger from a dodgy looking vender at 3am in the morning. You know the guy we’re talking about…

One last thing, don’t listen to anyone who says ‘eating is cheating’ because they’ll more than likely be the one paying the fine for cleaning the puke out the back of the taxi at the end of the night.

At least then you’ll have the last laugh.

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