Retroactive to yesterday, I have officially given up my morning soda habit.
For real this time.
Surprisingly, I have not yet had a complete decaffeinated meltdown. Of course, that’s because I haven’t given up caffeine entirely. This morning, I started my workday with a mug of hot tea, which is a bit more acceptable than the Mountain Dew I was occasionally seen sipping before 8AM. (I don’t drink coffee, which is what got me drinking soda in the first place. I didn’t want to be left out of the daily corporate caffeination ritual. Before entering corporate America, I rarely drank any soda at all. Silly, right?)
This is something I’ve been planning on doing for awhile – I think I even mentioned it in one of my introductory posts on goals for the coming months. But as long as my husband kept stocking the fridge with that sweet supply of energy, I kept grabbing them on my way out the door in the morning.
It wasn’t until I drove all the way to St. Louis and back over the weekend with no caffeinated assistance that I realized I had given myself a head start. So far, so good!
I know I’m not the first one in the history of the universe to attempt to overcome the grasp of the devil’s syrup. I’m armed with tea and sympathy Gatorade, but am I in for a crash just around the corner? How have you resisted the temptation of fizzy goodness? Share your successes with me!