willpower mix-up
I was in Atlantic City, NJ last night. I was able to refrain from visiting the ATM while craving more craps play. I was unable to resist the allure of sugary, sugary Coca-Cola.
In a stroke of boldness I ordered a Coke with dinner (like 20 pounds of roast beef on a kaiser roll!). I drank it with my meal and didn't get a refill. It was quite excellent - the first soda (besides Diet Sprite ZERO) I'd had in eight days.
I switched to bourbon on the rocks for table play. As the 2am hour approached and discussions about driving back to Brooklyn took hold, I considered the need to stay alert (in order to keep the driver focused and awake) and ordered a Coca-Cola while spending my last $20 at the video poker machines. It was a delightful treat and sipping it while trying to decide whether or not to hold a pair of 7's or a single Jack was sinfully delicious.
Riding a level of sugar and caffeine induced enthusiasm, I picked up one more bevarge at the Kwik MartStopShop twenty minutes outside of A.C.. I chose a bottle of Dr. Pepper. Talk about PEP!!!
The ride home lasted more than two hours. Wide awake. When I tried to fall asleep this morning (sometime around 5:30) I couldn't. My heart was racing. It was the caffeine. And the sugar. The evil, evil ingredients causing my body to flip out. Twenty minutes later I got past it and exhaustion set in.
I think the sharp reduction in soda intake is creating more of a physical change than the lack of smoking. Of course, I've no interest in testing that theory by puffing away on a cigarette.