I never understood shower beers.
Showering while drinking beer is multitasking and, as a study from 2013 showed, although people think that they do all things well when multitasking, they actually do everything badly.
Since I had tried repeatedly to enjoy a shower beer, my body always felt half clean and my beer half enjoyed.
Then COVID-19 and self quarantine and working from home while my wife works from home and my toddler son is at home all the time. Time was running out. The windows of the relaxation opportunity closed as quickly as they opened.
My daily shower was the only true, uninterrupted time I had for myself. And during one of those showers, I thought: Damn it, I could use a shower beer if I were just the type who enjoys a shower beer.
But another thought appeared just as quickly as if it had been delivered from above …
What about a beer?
Nellies Rohr is a delicious beer, but it's 7% ABV and I'm almost 35 years old These two factors, combined with the sweating and drying out that occurs during a hot bath, ultimately formed the basis for a boring but persistent hangover the next day.
A hangover that was worth it, yes, but the next Badebier I rather go to a shower beer: around or below 5% and refreshing.
Badebier-Genussgesetz No. 3: You need a very deep feeling of commitment
This is where bath beers differ from and Outstanding compared to shower beers.  During a shower beer, the beer must play a buddy to the shower, during a bath You swap roles.
A bath beer is all about the beer, and for this reason the experience is concentrated, unique and meditative.
Like a yoga session, an interval round, or your third reading of the same damn book with your toddler after a long day at work – you need to put yourself in the moment to derive the benefits.
During my bathing beer, I had to reorient myself several times that what I was doing was something that I was allowed to do. Thoughts about the work kept coming up, as well as COVID paranoia and to-do lists. But I had to push them all aside.
Or rather sip aside.
Every time a thought came up, I took a snail from Nellies Cane and swallowed the distraction. As soon as the sweat of pearls slid from my forehead over my face, I felt my brain relax. I saw the steam rise from the bathroom. I studied the condensation of nubs on my beer glass. I have adjusted myself to the static buzz of nothing.
And then – and only after I fully committed myself to the moment – something wonderful happened.
I could hear my pulse in the calm heat of the bathroom.
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Bathing Beer Law of Pleasure # 4: You Need a Closure
A shower has a natural ending: you're done when you clean it are.
However, a bathroom is less clear. (And I would argue that you are never really clean.)
You could quit your beer if you drink your beer, but the fullest amount of my relaxation came after I took my last one.
So I decided my bath beer was over when my body said to me, "Yeah, you should probably get out." It's the same feeling, when you're in a sauna, you quickly switch from "that's nice" to "that's actually terrible".
But then after I very carefully pulled myself out of the tub and I still didn't feel finished.
So I did the only thing I knew it would bring me to graduation.