Giving Up Pop for the Long Haul, Hopefully

It's not lent, this much is true.  For the past, oh pick seven or eight years, I've occasionally tried to give up pop for lent.  Sometimes with luck, sometimes with failure.

So far, it's not lent, and I'm not failing!  In many ways, it feels different to give up pop this time of year.  Or maybe it's my mindset now.  I'm not giving up pop just to pick it back up again eventually, at some predetermined date.  I'm really going to try and give it up indefinitely. They say you can actually lose a lot of weight (well, some anyway) just by not drinking pop.

I went to Chick-fil-a today with my mom, and now that I'm recollecting it, it was quite a freeing experience in a way to just get water and the entree instead of a whole meal with pop.  Less money spent, less calories taken in - works for me!

Hopefully I can continue with this trend.  Before, it was hard for me to give it up.  It was a daily struggle, and inner turmoil (temptation) boiled up inside my mind whenever a Coke bottle appeared on the kitchen table at dinner.  But now, for some reason, it doesn't appeal nearly as much to me.  The temptation isn't totally gone, but it seems to be greatly reduced.  Maybe it's not just the knowledge of knowing that I'll have failed at giving it up, but that I'll have failed at something even greater. What that something greater is though, I do not know.