Sacrifices

Do Shirley Temples count as  soda? Because I’m classifying them as mocktails, which is a different thing entirely. When I say soda, I mean cans of Coke, which I started drinking only for the caffeine anyway. My moods have been much more under control since I gave up Monster. I didn’t realize the horrible crashes I’d get from Monster. Why did I drink it so late anyway? So I could lie awake and think?

Facebook is actually the most tempting sacrifice. Which is weird. I never thought I’d be all  that dependent on social media. As of now I have several friend requests (people who probably think I’m just ignoring them), a bunch of event invites (which I will miss) and 50+ notifications. I wanted to peek yesterday (you can “cheat” on Sundays during Lent) but then decided no I’m going to see the whole thing  through. And no protein bars. Of course my mom was at the gym with me so I couldn’t sneak one.  But if she hadn’t been there I like to believe I wouldn’t have done it anymore.

My weight’s seriously a problem. I thought my New Year’s Resolution would have at least made a dent in things but I’m close to my heaviest. This post ends here. Before I start crying again.