Monthly Archives: March 2011

A battle between good vs. evil

Monday, March 7, 2011

Day 20 of my soda withdrawal.

I took my first test yesterday. It was a difficult one.

I had the perfect opportunity to fall off the wagon. Yesterday, I attended my co-chair’s team’s bowling fundraiser, which raised money for our American Cancer Society’s Relay For Life event. While the weather outside was dreary, cold and downright wet, the atmosphere inside the bowling alley was warm, fun, exciting, and packed with people bowling strikes, spares, and gutter balls.

My co-chair’s Relay team provided door prizes and food, while the bowling alley served soft drinks and beer. I was kind of worried of how I would make it throughout the day without drinking soda. I could have drank beer, but I am not a beer drinking girl. Personally, I think beer tastes like disgusting armpit sweat, but that’s a story for another time.

It’s no question that everybody has a good conscience and a bad conscience to themselves. I know I do. Yesterday, both sides were fighting like cats and dogs.

I had just bowled a spare, and I sat down when Bad Rosie told me she wanted to have an off day. Good Rosie was badly trying to fight the urge. Everywhere I looked there were people, even kids, gulping down 20 oz or larger cups of soda. What was worse was when I looked up at the TV screen and saw a Coca-Cola commercial that clearly emphasized people enjoying their soft drink.

Suddenly, the unthinkable happened. My mouth watered. I was thirsty.

What’s a girl to do?

My mind was playing see-saw with me. I could hear Bad Rosie saying, “Come on, dear. You know you want it. You deserve to have a free day.” Good Rosie said, “You’ve come this far. Don’t let this get to you.”

Bad Rosie: “If you’re going to eat something, you gotta have something tasty to wash it down with!”

Good Rosie: “Don’t you want to lose weight and be more healthy?”

Bad Rosie: “Who’s going to know about this?”

Good Rosie: “EVERYONE! Look around you!”

AHHH!! Ok, at this point, I got up from my seat and went up to the front counter. I still wasn’t sure what I was going to get, but luckily there was a small line so at least I had a little bit more time to decide. Good Rosie had a point, people would know, especially those who know about my withdrawal. Earlier, my friend Julie asked me how my soda fasting was going. I told her things were going well. I didn’t want to ruin that.

Good Rosie 1 -Bad Rosie 0

As I was waiting in line, I could see the soda fountain and the Pepsi logo in clear view. If I was a less determined person, I could have that in an instant. I could order a small cup. The smallest cup they have. One drink couldn’t hurt. I needed a jolt anyway. Not that I am a great bowler, but I wasn’t doing very well in the game. I kept getting gutter balls. My ball even got stuck in the gutter four times!! With a little bit of caffeine in my body, I could wake up and possibly have a better game!

Good Rosie 1 -Bad Rosie 1  (Tie game)

Suddenly, I was next in line. The clerk asked me what I wanted. I looked at the soda fountain, and then something else caught my eye.

A sign that said “Water – 25 cents.”

“Miss?”  the clerk asked. “What would you like?”

I am all for cheap, but now is the moment of truth.

I gave up. “Water, please.”

The clerk gave me a 20 oz cup of water. I slurped that thing so fast. It actually tasted good. Cool and refreshing just like soda, but without the fizz and the other artificial tasty ingredients. Not only did I take good care of my body, but I also saved money.

I felt quite proud of myself at the end of the day. I didn’t achieve a high bowling score. However, when it came to my health, I passed the test.

In my book, I earned a strike.

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Posted by on March 7, 2011 in Personal


A balancing act

Saturday, March 5, 2011.

Day 18 of my soda detoxification.

I had a dream the other night that I was walking on a tightrope. It was a very long tightrope, and I was carrying one of those long poles that circus performers carry in their acts. I was doing very well keeping my balance when all of a sudden I heard a fizzzz. A distractor opened a soda can from behind. All of a sudden, I wobble and lose my balance and ultimately fall off the rope.

Thankfully, it was just a dream. Is it?

Ever since I decided to banish soda from my everyday routine, I feel like I’ve been walking on this damn tightrope. Each baby step I take (or each day that passes) brings me closer to my goal. I hope and pray that I don’t fall off, but it’s so tempting to do so. So far, so good. Right?

Actually not drinking soda is easier than thinking about soda. That’s what I’ve been doing lately. It’s sad, I know. Pathetic at best. It’s so sad that one night this past week, I had a craving so bad at work that I e-mailed my friend and said, “I can’t take this anymore!” Her response was “Keep strong! You can do it! Mind over matter!”

Mind over matter?

You have to understand soda and I go a long way. Our relationship has been enjoyable, refreshing, and sometimes discomforting. I was introduced to soda when my father had his own pizza shop. For a cute 3-year-old who loved to run around, that place was a playground. My father had one of those soda fountains where you stuck a cup underneath your selection and pressed a button. I loved the buzzing sound that it made when the drink was poured into the cup, and the soda fizzing away.

I, of course, couldn’t reach the darn thing so somebody had to get it for me. I would not have just one selection. Oh no, no, no. That wasn’t good enough for me. I would have about four selections each night. For example, I would always start with a Cherry Coke. Then after I finished drinking the Cherry Coke, I would ask someone to give me a regular Coke. Chugged that down, went back and got a Sprite. I would normally finish the night off with a Sunkist. From an early age, I was a binge drinker. To my defense, you gotta drink soda when you’re eating pizza, even if you did it every night.

Then Pepsi came around and it was love at first sight. I had my first Pepsi at my cousin’s school recitals. I remember there was an intermission, and my dad and I went to get a snack, and there was a vending machine nearby. As soon as I got the drink, I could feel the fizz reaching up to my nose, and the rest is history. I have to say though fasting or not, Pepsi tastes so much better than Coke!!! I don’t care who you are!

There are a few people who doubt that I can fast for one year. I had one person tell me that I “always try to quit soda for a time and that you (meaning me) always go back.” To that critic, I have one thing to say:

Watch me. I will keep my balance.

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Posted by on March 5, 2011 in Personal


Soda fasting begins

Tuesday, March 1, 2011.

As the old saying goes, “March goes in like a lion and out like a lamb.” Can’t believe it’s March already. Can’t believe Spring is almost here. Can’t believe the flowers will be blooming soon, the temperature will be mild again, and St. Patty’s Day will be here before you know it. Let us all bleed green!!! Not me though. I only do that when my favorite football team — Philadelphia Eagles — play. 🙂

On a personal note, today brings a new achievement for me. It’s been 14 days that I haven’t drank soda. Not a single drop. You may ask yourselves, “Who cares, Rosie?” I care. You see, I am a soda whore. I have religiously drank the popular caffeinated beverage since I was about 3 years old. I have abused my body with it. I have substituted soda for coffee. I’ve tried to quit many times, but failed miserably.

No more.

You may ask yourself, “Why? How?” In a nutshell, this vow started two weeks ago, when I got sick. I had a really sore throat and couldn’t talk a sound. Whenever I get like that, I stay away from sodas b/c that taste in your mouth when you’re drinking while sick is gross and disgusting. I was sick for at least a week and drank mostly water and cranberry and orange juices. I thought to myself, if I could stay away from soda this long, let’s how I do for the next week. Lo and behold, I was successful. I am going to keep at it week to week and document my progress on this blog. My goal is to not drink soda for one year. One year.

Will it be difficult? Of course!! Will I fall off the wagon, as they say? Maybe, but I hope not. I have overcome many obstacles, and I am determined to accomplish this one.

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Posted by on March 1, 2011 in Personal