Weekends were the gamble, the unknown. Where eating, diet Pepsi, not enough water got a little out of hand, not so routine.
But somehow, sometime, things shifted. Weekends have become easy, and work days not so much. At some point, I think, the need to reward myself, or comfort myself, with a diet Pepsi or a piece of chocolate, moved out of the comfort/reward phase and into habit.
I'm not sure when, I'm not sure how, and honestly I'm not sure when I realized it, but I have...and so tomorrow, when I go into work, I need to break the cycle, stay away from the sugar, from the pretzels, and even from the flavored water, which I had usually reserved for an afternoon that, after all my water had been drunk for the day.
I'm not going to make promises. Im not going to look too far out, just look at tomorrow. I'm going to pack my food for tomorrow, which does include a lunch meeting, and make a concerted effort...