I haven’t posted anything lately about my weight-loss journey. I didn’t want to overload you all with my obsessive ramblings about calories in and calories out (I save that for Matt!). But today seemed like the day I should explain how I kicked the habit of Pepsi, AKA: My lifeblood, my first love.
They say it takes 21 days to make something a habit. Today will be Day 23(!!!!!!) without a Pepsi and Day 22 without ANY CARBONATION WHAT-SO-EVER!!!
Pause while the heavenly angels sing.
Because this is nothing short of a miracle. Quite literally.
So HOW did I do it?
Short answer: NOT cold turkey. I get migraines and I was TER-RI-FIED of the withdrawals not from the lack of caffeine (which I’m happy to get from unsweetened iced tea or black coffee) but from the lack of SUGAR. Yikes!
To ease into my break-up with Pepsi I drank one single can a day that first week. I strategically drank the sweet nectar during my typical “crash” time of day, which is afternoons for me. Right before I left to pick up the kids, I cracked open that can and breathed it in and slowly … very slowly … drank every.single.drop.
It was surprisingly easy to drink only one (even though I had been drinking AT LEAST THREE full-sugar Pepsi every day for a LONG time).
So on Sunday of week 2 I decided to end it. And I did. We broke up. And I didn’t die. But I did drink a Diet Pepsi.
Then the next day, I was feeling pretty swell, so I decided that that day I would drink NONE. No Pepsi. No Diet Pepsi. Nothing fizzy. Nothing yummy. Only water.
And today, that’s what I will be drinking. Water. Every day I drink about 100 ounces of pure, flavorless, carbonated-less water.
So is the habit kicked (or a new habit formed)? I don’t think so. I still LOVE Pepsi with an unnatural passion (that sounded weird). But I think I’ve conquered the hold, the power that it had over me.
And while I know that my weight loss has not been totally due to my lack of Pepsi, I’m proud to announce that I’m 14.5 pounds lighter as I begin this fifth week of the journey. (Read what this “new journey” is all about here.)
I’m going to close with those angels singing again.
Because it’s all a stinkin’ miracle!!!
Categories: Weight loss on the farm
My name is Ginia Oehlschlager and I'm a small-town gal from Missouri. Join me as I document my crazy life on the farm with my husband and four kids. I'm always looking for frugal, simple ways to live the life God set before me. Where faith, family and fun come together on the farm.