I’m giving up Coke. Well, not without a few last hurrahs. I’m letting myself indulge when I really, really need it. And I’m finding, I really, really don’t.
I used to drink a can of Coke a day. It would be my afternoon caffeine and carbonation pick-me-up when I was writing. But recently my husband (who’d been drinking 2-3 cans a day) went pretty much cold turkey and started drinking iced tea and water. He’d seen a nutritionist hold up a bag of sugar showing how much is actually in a 12 oz. can of Coke, and I guess he was convinced. He’s lost between seven and nine pounds since the start of the ‘experiment’ about three weeks ago.
This will be Day 10 for me, and I’ve only had Coke three out of the last nine days. Twice while out (in a combo) and one can at home on a day I had a headache. I’m pretty proud of myself. However…I haven’t lost a single pound yet. Doesn’t seem fair, but I’ll keep trying, saving my Coke indulgences for those really tough days that require a fizzy pick-me-up. I simply can’t do Diet.
On another note, whatever happened to those great musical Coke commercials. I LOVED ‘Coke is it!’ and the old Diet Coke song: ‘Just for the taste of it…’. The new ones are fine but not nearly as satisfying. In my opinion.





