It's been 24 hours since I last had a soda.
I am dying for one.
Just a sip.
Just a taste.
I want the cool, refreshing taste of a Pepsi. It is my favorite soda and comfort. It's my personal reward for any and everything.
Had a good day? Have a Pepsi.
Worked out like I was supposed to? Have a Pepsi.
Went to the evil grocery store? Have a Pepsi.
It's Monday? Have a Pepsi.
No more.
The soda is one of the things making me fat. So, I had to let it go.
It is not easy. I miss it already.
But I am sticking to this. I have a goal. I have discipline.
And lots of iced tea.
(P.S. - I'm doing the spring "Biggest Loser," 12-week challenge. Stay tuned.)
I drank a giant iced tea today, and it just wasn't the same...