A Plan for Now

I really hate writing back to back to back I'm Great! I'm in Trouble! I'm Great! I'm in Trouble! posts.  But, such is life, I guess.  The truth of this post is, I'm scared.  Lately I've been exhibiting behavior that led to my last weight gain: sneaking food, stopping off at convenience stores more than one while running errands,  shame, guilt.  It's all there.  And I don't know why.

It's aggravating.

The only thing I can think of, besides my normal stressors, is the fact that I gave up Diet Coke two weeks ago.  I may be in the throws of the DTs.  Naturally I thought giving up the artificially sweet goodness would bring a normalization in my cravings.  Some people believe that the sweetness of diet drinks causes the body to send gobs of insulin into the bloodstream as it readies itself for the sugar rush about to begin.  When that sugar doesn't come, the carb cravings go into overdrive.  I think there's some validity in that.  So I expected the opposite when I gave up Diet Coke.

Now, my addiction to DC was pretty bad.  I could easily drink a liter and a half each day.  So if this...thing...I'm experiencing is related to going cold turkey, I guess I could accept that and know that it will soon be over.  But I don't know that.  And it's got me nervous.

So, what to do?

What I want to do, at least for this week, is to report here on TJC how I am doing each day.  It will be a series very simple observations of the day; food or otherwise. I'm not all that big on accountability (I think it's easy to deceive oneself when reporting to whomever one is accountable), but I am hoping that knowing I'm going to report will give me some focus. The difference is that I don't need to convince you all that I'm doing well; the accountability, I think, will be the report itself. 

So, dear readers, that is what you can expect from The Jogging Clydesdale this week.  Let's give it a whirl.