So I can't believe this, but I cheated and I have to give up an item of clothing. I'm pretty sure I know what I'm going to give up because I like it enough, but I don't love it, and even a few months ago when I could wear it, I didn't pull it out of the closet that often.
HOWEVER...it is not really the shirt or the cheating. Because that happens. I can live with it, and I can live with giving up the piece of clothing for it. I'm pretty proud of myself for how well I've done so far, so I really don't feel awful. I ran this morning, even after my eight mile run/walk yesterday, and that is something to be proud of.
I'm disappointed in myself because I drank Coca-Cola. The real stuff. But I have to admit to the first slip-up. That happened on Halloween. I drank it on Halloween. I sort of ignored that it happened, and I promised myself I wouldn't do it again. I haven't had it since February of 2010. Basically, that means I went for twenty months (TWENTY months!!!) without it. And then in a moment of weakness I drank it. And then I did it again. The first time isn't a big deal, and I suppose that is why I ignored it. I'm worried that the second time is something more, though.
It's why I have to give up soda completely, and that is why it is my New Year's resolution to rid it from my life. Whether diet or otherwise, I think it is all a gateway that goes back to wanting Coke. I've done super well with my goals. This week has (as long as I'm admitting to stuff) been a bit of a vacation from some of those goals, but I've really stayed focused on the way I eat and the way I exercise. I am disappointed in that choice I made on Halloween, and I'm disappointed in the choice today. But it is most certainly not the end. It might have slowed my train just a bit, but by no means did it derail me.
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