My name is Christina and I’m a Diet Coke addict.
It’s been six weeks since I’ve had my last drink of the dark stuff.
And you know what? I feel pretty damn good. The cravings still come and go but I control them with ease now as opposed to six weeks ago when I thought I’d slap someone for even mentioning the soda in front of me. (God, I’m lucky my husband is a patient, loving man…!)
I was in Mexico recently and my husband and I are VIP members for a hotel chain, which allows us some perks like a concierge lounge. Well, inside that lounge among the chips and cookies were FREE Diet Cokes! Ice cold and ready to be consumed. It took everything out of me not to grab six and run to my room in ecstasy with a bucket of ice swinging from my hand. Actually, I envision myself skipping rather than running but I digress…
The point is I didn’t do it. I didn’t drink any. Not one.
And I was quite proud of my will power.
So, okay, six weeks. 42 days and counting…. I feel good about this!
And a BIG THANK YOU for all those who have come along for the ride with me and continue to give me support!