This Is a Changing Day In Your Life

This is a copy of a blog that I posted 200 days ago on MySpace. Since my struggle is still the same, I thought I'd share it here on my 1000th day without soda.

So today is my 800^th day without soda. I know to most people, and to people who have more destructive addictions, this might not sound like much, but for me, it is a genuine accomplishment. My drug of choice is caffeine. And while I still have a love/hate relationship with it, I have removed my choice method of ingestion from my life. While I still imbibe on coffee (with Splenda) and tea (unsweetened), soda, with its sugar and sodium and calories and preservatives, is no longer an option.

I was the one at the restaurant who would suck down half a glass before the waitress had left the table, and then have her running to refill my glass at least a half dozen times. I remember when I was working nights, I would practically count the seconds until I was done and I could roll through Jack’s drive thru and get my fix. The window jockey would hand me my paper cup of blissful carbonation and I would not even be out of the parking lot and my first sip was burning down my throat. I would actually let out a sigh of pleasure.

So 800 days…still feels like the first one, though I must admit, the dreams have stopped (yes, I would have dreams about drinking soda). I literally crave a soda every day. I hear someone at work crack one open and I’m like one of Pavlov’s dogs. Ron gets annoyed with me because I’ll ask to smell his soda when he dares to drink one in my presence. But just like everything else, I’ll get through it…