Today I haven’t had a Coke. Now I’ve gone days without Coca Cola before, usually under duress, but it never lasts too long. I’ve been a full-blown Coke addict for as long as I remember. And I mean that literally, I don’t know when it was exactly that I started drinking it every day, but it was a long time ago, and I can’t remember what it feels like to not crave the stuff constantly.
I’m not an idiot. I know Coke is rubbish, I know it’s bad for me. It’s like smoking, by this point we’re all familiar with the horror stories: 10 teaspoons of sugar in a can…full of chemicals…corrosive and used to clean engines. Working the BBQ on the weekend, in the box of utensils and cleaning stuff was a spray bottle labelled “Coke”, clearly used for dissolving grease and charcoal and et cetera off the barbeque. A nice reminder that I basically pour a nice-tasting battery acid into my body every day.
So no more. At least not for a while. Cold turkey. Historically I have proven myself pretty incapable of drinking Coke in moderation, I am well and truly addicted. So out the window it goes. This is my own private Dry July. I mean it’s not really, I don’t drink alcohol, I’m not fundraising and it’s already the 13th…but apart from that, it’s exactly the same! (So if you see me out in the world drinking Coke, or soft drink, feel free to kick my ass.)
Ideally I will hold off on the sweet stuff until I look like a fitness model (which will be the natural result of my giving up soft drink, I’m sure you’ll agree). I’ll settle for holding out for the rest of winter, that’s seven weeks from now which would be a pretty significant period of time. Lasting the rest of July will get me a Pass mark. So…we’ll see.
This is the year of something new after all. I have absolutely no idea what it would feel like to not be addicted to Coke. I can’t imagine what that feels like. So now I want to find out.