Over the weekend, I got on a plane to Las Vegas for a work event. And I guess it just never lined up in the past but here I was at almost 27 years old, standing in front of The Strip for the very first time. A few years ago, I would have dove head first into the culture of Vegas- the lights, the party's, the drinks. But today, I felt nervous. I was walking into a weekend of conference events, late night networking, and lots of opportunities to drink... with the intention of staying completely sober.