Man oh man, I fell of the wagon (where did that saying come from?).

By 1:30pm today, I have had 2 Diet Cokes. Not 1, but 2. I suck.

I will say that there is a good thing from this little set back. I can feel the difference. No really, I can. I could taste the syrup (which, I always could, but this time my mind acknowledged it was there and I didn’t like it), I am on the verge of a headache, and my energy level feels weird.

Call me crazy, but I think falling off the wagon just may have been a good thing. I think I may even take out those Sunday exceptions!

We’ll see though…