September 1st seems as good a day as any to go cold turkey on the soda. A caffeine addiction is bad, but a soda addiction is worse. I’m always tired and thirsty. I find myself waking up in the middle of the night with hot sweats, dying of thirst. And, while trying my hardest NOT to walk down to Bruegger’s with my oh-but-its-so-convenient bottomless soda pass, I’m realizing that a major trigger in that need is work-related stress. I tend to want to just “leave” whatever I’m doing and take a break. But, being in a work environment, I can’t just leave for no reason, so ah-ha! Got to go get some caffeine.

So, I think having to post a blog daily will help me stay on track. I’m so overwhelmed with not wanting to breach 170 pounds that it’s completely consuming me and ruining my life. There’s also that fear that if I miraculously do lose some weight, I’ll still not be happy and still be depressed. I guess it’s a chance I’m going to have to take.

You know that saying, “one day at a time”? Well, Day One at 2:54 PM and my head is pounding. My hands feel shaky, like they need something to do. This is insane. It’s one day…one day! I’m intrigued though, to see how much weight I do actually lose just by not drinking the volume of soda I have been drinking.

Wish me luck until tomorrow,

B.