Well, I still think I'm going through Diet Coke withdrawal/detox, but I have at least made it this far. I invite any and all family members and friends who would to contragulate m)e to post a comment. I can use all the motivation I can get to keep it up. Laura Schocker, writing for the Healthy Living section of the Huffington Post, describes her addiction to D.C. and how she kicked it. For the last week or so, I've glanced a bit more longingly at the refrigerated Diet Cokes sitting in the vendor's booth at Back Bay, had my head turned, but not TOO long, at the aisle in Target of those 7 oz can packs, and keep thinking I need to get out and drive by McDoonald's to get my daily fix (Med. Diet Coke, please, [and lately], and banana bread), but then my new self kicks in and tells me, no, no, now, none of that for you, kiddo. It's also a little bit of a caffeine withdrawal, too, I'm sure, as much as the aspertame and taste withdrawal.
I have to remember that I CAN quit things that I want to quit, like coffee, (over 15 years ago), alcohol (same time frame), and much longer ago, cigarettes. No matter that I wasn't an alcoholic, just enjoyed a couple of really cold beers on a hot day or a wonderful glass of wine before or with dinner. It's not a burden, really, to have kicked that, although I often glance over a wine list in a restaurant and think to myself what I might order with it, if I did drink.
Today I went to the Boston Public Library for the first time. What a place!! It's like walking into a beautiful museum. Will write more on that later.
