“Everyone is addicted to something. Just find the one what won’t kill you.”
I heard that one time on a show. Maybe Miami Vice. Maybe a movie. Hell, I probably just imagined it.
But yes, addiction can come in
all kinds of forms, shapes, sizes, etc.
I have one.
And I will quit it. Eventually.
This is my addiction.
I have tried for years to quit. I can’t.
But I need to. Like today.
You see, I recently weighed myself and I wanted to vomit.
Wanted. To. Vomit.
I was addicted to regular coke. Then I discovered diet Coke and instead of drinking 8 cokes a day, drinking 8 diet cokes sounded better.
Then they throw Coke Zero at me. What was I supposed to do? Drink 8 Coke Zero’s?
But 8 of anything carbonated isn’t good. I have slowly cut back to around 2 to 3, but still, they got me.
Kinda like this.
EVERY TIME I TRY TO GET OUT, THEY PULL ME BACK IN AGAIN.
Who Joe? Who won’t let you go?
Wednesday, I start with a personal trainer. Colin at Body Shop Fitness in Mt. Juliet. (WWW.BodyShopFitness.net.) I plan on losing 75 pounds in the next year.
Not kidding. I am on the fast track to 400 pounds.
One way ticket.
It all starts on Wednesday. Or, it all ends on Wednesday.
Either way, I win.