Its been five days, four hours and I don’t know how many seconds since I had a Coca Cola. Right now I am dying for one but somehow I don’t want to drink it.
Call it pride but I got to lose a few inches around my waist and I know cutting out my daily Coke fix would help. You don’t realise how much you drink until you stop and then the cravings begin.
I really crave Coca Cola. An ice-filled glass of the Original stuff. Better yet the bottled version they make in St. Kitts. Now that is some good Coke.
I got to stop.
I’ll let you know if the inches disappear.