There. I admitted it.

So as I said, I often quit pop. This year I did for Lent. I think I had also quit back in September. I usually give myself a time frame: one month, 40 days, etc. When that time is up, I allow myself a little bit. Then I will eventually have a little more. Before long, I'll be sitting at work/school thinking about coke and how I can't wait to get out so I can stop and have one. An ice cold, refreshing Coke. Particularly one from a fountain. Draft. On the rocks.
All it takes is one hit. One hit and then I'm gone.
It's just soooo good!
Well, I recognize that Coke is bad for me. I need to not have it anymore. So, today I quit. Cold turkey. I have not had a drop of Coke since last night around 9:30.
I've thought about Coke a lot today. I wouldn't have quit if there had been some in my house, or if I'd been motivated enough to go to the store and buy some. I guess my laziness today did amount to something. :-p
Will I allow myself to have Coke again? Heck yes! Will I still stop on my way home every day and buy myself a Coke? Not anymore. It's all about self-discipline and moderation.
They used to say "Coca Cola Classic, Can't beat the real thing." I'm beating it.
So, goodbye my dear friend with that beautiful red and white logo, with that delicious spicy carbonated goodness. I will sorely miss you...for a few days.
And to those who just read through this ridiculous nonsense post, God bless you. Haha. :-p