Bingo Cola or Coca Cola?? (Photo credit: Erwin Bolwidt)
I admit it. I’ve gone on health kicks before. I even managed to last a couple of weeks once. But this time is different. This time it’s serious. This time, I’m in it for the long hall. This time, I’ve promise my kids.
My kids are worried about my health. They are want me to be able to wear pretty clothes and look like a princess. They want me to be able to play zombie tig for more than a few minutes. They don’t want me to die. It’s emotional blackmail. But it worked.
So, starting yesterday, I now eat breakfast. It isn’t much (I’ve never been a breakfast eater, unless coco-pops or bacon and eggs are involved) – just a banana, or an apple, or a bowl of yoghurt, but it’s enough to kick start my metabolism.
Apparently, I have to wait half-an-hour before exercising. I fill this time with little details like swallowing my meds, making my bed and getting dressed. Then it is time for the brand new beginning of our home school day – group excercise. The kids figured I was more likely to stick to it if they came along for the ride.
I don’t mind the excercise – who doesn’t love to feel half-dead? I don’t mind the breakfast – it actually makes me feel better. I don’t mind the healthy lunch – ham, lettuce and tomato sandwiches are way tastier than plain bread and butter (and far more filling!). I can live with one chocolate bar a week – it means I can afford better quality!
No. The one thing I am finding hardest about all of this is the lack of cola. Yes, I know it’s full of sugar. Yes, I know how many calories are in just one glass. Yes, I know caffeine is bad for you. But I miss my cola. I don’t drink coffee or tea. I’m not fond of fruit juice (except a cold glass of OJ in the morning). So I’m reduced to water.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I love water. I drink copious amounts of water every day. But, let’s face it. Water is no dinner drink, is it? Who likes sitting down to a steaming plate of Spag Bol and water? How many people tuck into their delicious char-grilled steak and water?
I think maybe I’m having withdrawal symptoms. My head aches. My hands shake. My feet involuntarily move towards the door which leads to the road which leads to the local Foodworks.
Give me back my cola!!!