I’m not a religious person but I’m taking part in Lent this year. Yes, you’ve guessed it; I’m giving up something for the next few weeks. What is it, you ask? Posting sickeningly cute photos of my cats? Talking about (and photographing) food? Not likely and bite your tongue. Nope, it’s my longtime nemesis … I’m giving up Coca Cola. Once you finish laughing at my announcement of yet another attempt to ban the devil’s drink from my diet, we’ll continue.
Finished? Thank you. Sheesh.
I kid but I know (and many of you know too) that I’ve tried numerous times (most only half-heartedly) to stop drinking pop or at least to cut back. The one time I was even remotely successful was during my archaeological field school during university – 6 weeks in the Rocky Mountains without money or access to soft drinks meant an unplanned, involuntary lack of soda in my diet. And you know what? I didn’t miss it. Oh sure, the first week was a bit rough but you quickly get used to it, especially when you’re not confronted with it day in, day out. We had no television, no laptops or smart phones, and only went into town once towards the end of our stay. Out of sight, definitely out of mind.
In my current life, I’m bombarded with the accessibility of Coke (or other soft drinks) – the food court in my office building, the vending machine in my office kitchen, in every restaurant and grocery store, gas stations, billboards, commercials, movie theatres and concert posters. Heck, I just heard my boss crack open a can in his office. ARRRGGGGH! Save me!
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Are you giving up anything for Lent?