So raceday came and went sans soda and I was so happy with my race I had to celebrate with, you guessed it, a can, or umm 2 liter of dew. But I vowed that day that I was going to go easy on the soda and use it for the occasional celebration or pick-me-up. And at first everything went as planned.
Fast forward back to the present and I have officially fallen off the wagon, and I have the dew belly and breath to prove it. Today makes 4 days in a row with a soda... that's right, 4 days! I just can't help it, it tastes so wonderful and makes me feel all happy on the inside. Like that feeling you get when you just finished watching a new
America's Top Model Community. I find myself thinking "hey, it's not a problem, I can give it up anytime I want." But I'm pretty sure I'm wrong. Adorable wife gives me the "look" when I ask her for a dew when she is in the kitchen, especially yesterday when I asked for a second (which she was nice enough not to bring to me).
I think I need some encouragement in getting back on the wagon (even if I have to be thrown on and clutch feebly on to a wheel for a while) and keep away from the bubbly stuff. I know I need to get in the groove with my training. Does anyone else suffer or did anyone else suffer from a dew addiction? Please tell me I'm not alone...