Can you believe it? I took the hill and conquered the 30 day abs but I know this is just one skirmish in my battle and I have yet to begin to fight. I didn’t really have a strategy this time but I think several things fell into place. One was the cap’n was working so the daily cocktail hour schedule was disrupted (that never stopped me before), my grandson and son came for a visit (as much as I wanted it to, that never stopped me either) and I decided on day 11 of this attempt at a 30 day abs that instead of another doomed attempt at moderation I was turning all my forces towards permanent abs’ing (done been there, too) So I don’t know what the magic spell was, maybe it was those early mornings spent with my Co-writer in his house mapping out our battle plan and letting him take command that worked (hadn’t tried that in a long time). Victory is sweet but I know it can be fleeting so I’ll be on guard. Thanks for sticking with me in the foxholes.
The cap’n will be home in 3 days and I’m a little frantic to get everything done I want to get done before he gets here but I’m going to take a moment to savor my triumph and celebrate with a pat on the back and I invite you to join me whether you’re on Day 1 or Day 1000, whether you’re shaky and feel like crap but you’re still not going to take that drink that will give you instant relief, whether you’re weaning off and today you’re going to drink one less or one-half less than you did yesterday, or whether reading this blog is your first step. Celebrate the fact that you’ve discovered the truth that you have a problem and that you have the desire to do something about it. That in itself is a huge victory. Take a moment but then jump into the fray because if you’re not advancing you’re retreating.
So today I’m out there honing my battle wits and hoping my varnish dries before it rains or I get off this computer and varnish before it rains.