…this might be a bumpy ride.
A couple weeks ago, I declared – out loud, so others could hear me – that I’m going to stop drinking soda.
Why on earth would you do that?!?!
Because. I’m fat. I’m tired. I drink (drank) too much of it.
How much soda did you drink, Sassy?
My soda of choice is Pepsi or Dr. Pepper. Equally delicious, in my book.
Do you think we are going to let you get away with “A. Lot.”?! No. Spill it.
Ok. In one day, I could easily drink two – 20 oz. bottles at work or three 12 oz. cans. Or…if I was lucky, a co-worker would gift me a 1 liter bottle and I could nurse that thing for most of the day and still want to get a can to chug before I went home, only to go straight to the fridge to drink another can before dinner and once dinner was done cooking, I’d grab one pint glass, fill it with about 5 ice cubes, empty the contents of yet another can into the glass then grab one more can and head to the couch – because that’s where we go to eat dinner – the couch. This is where I’ll gorge myself on dinner and finish off my poured pint glass and crack open yet another can and finish that one off. Typically, I’d just sit there the rest of the night…wallowing in my regret.
I’ve done this for years. And quite frankly, this shit needs to stop. Immediately.
Why now, Sassy?
I’m stopping now because, I’m tired of being tired. I’m tired of not getting off of my fat ass. I need to start living. I think the only way for me to accomplish this goal, is to stop the thing that I indulge in most…and that is soda.
So today, my goal was to drink two 1 liter bottles of water. I accomplished this goal. And you know what, you guys? I’m pretty fucking proud of myself. You know what else? I only peed ONCE! It may seem funny…but it’s really alarming and sad.
Two 1 liter bottles of water. One trip to the restroom. Do you suppose I’m slightly dehydrated?! Perhaps even SEVERELY?! Yeah…me too.
So, this is my public journey. I invite you to join me. No judgement. No commitment. Just a few folks, giving up soda to perhaps avoid a diabetic coma or two. Perhaps lose some weight. Maybe gain some energy. We can build each other up. We can forgive and give support when we slip. Start with short term goals. Try it for a month. Document the changes in your body. I’m going to.