With the dawning of the new year, and remembering how svelte and energized I felt with my first no-soda experiment, I decided to give it another whirl. And, I did fairly well (in the interest of full disclosure, I must confess that there was one tragic day of reprehensible backslide, wherein not just this but all my resolutions fell into a shameful tailspin of debauchery, gluttony, and (eventually) remorse. But other than that…).
The ultimate results were about the same. After a few days of headaches, and feeling tired enough to go to bed literally all day, my energy levels evened out, and I started feeling pretty good. When soda urges struck, I drank water or, if it got really bad, this calorie-free generic brand Crystal Light-type stuff that we have around the house. It’s not the same, but it helps the intensity of the craving pass, as does just the passage of time. Cravings don’t last forever.
They don’t, however, completely go away, and the urges don’t get any less intense as time goes by. I can tap into an ice-cold Mountain Dew jonesing as intensely on day thirty as on day one. Ahhh, Mountain Dew. Why do I love you so?
I exercised more and harder, which was also one of my resolutions. I feel like I “need” exercise more when there is no caffeine around, to boost my energy, help my mood, and give me something to look forward to/be happy about.
As a result of both of the above, I feel pretty good. And by “feel” I mean “look,” and by “good” I of course mean “H-O-T!”
But I wasn’t kidding about all my resolve disappearing in short sucession like so many dominoes, even with seemingly unrelated New Year’s goals. Every goal (at least of mine) involves self-control on some level, and loss of control breeds more loss of control, I guess. Or maybe letting down your defenses at all makes way for an overwhelming “Ah, screw it” attitude in general.
Some people say “it’s not a goal if you don’t write it down.” Well, I didn’t write down my soda goal, so maybe it doesn’t count. I don’t think I believe in all that. When I walk by a perfectly chilled Red Bull display and see the condensation dripping seductively down the side of the little silver can, the fact that I have “hey, don’t drink that” scribbled on a Post-It somewhere isn’t going to do crap in terms of changing end results. I guess I need more will power.
Last time someone suggested moderation, and I guess I can see that. My problem is, it’s not (for me) a difference between no soda and one can of soda in a day. If I drink one I want seven. That’s just how it is. I don’t want it to be all or nothing, but I think my reality is either nothing or too much. Still, I am looking for that balance. And not just with soda.
How about anyone else? What are you giving up? How’s that going for you?