So here's the point, it's only a few days into this thing. I've sworn off alcohol, soda, coffee, sugar, and as much sodium as I can. I've worked out in some shape or form 6-7 times, and not only eat less but eat healthier, and all ready mornings aren't so bad. Emotionally this is tough for me. I've become pretty fond of my two Advil, bottle of water, cup of coffee and bowl of honey nut Cheerios mornings. You know, 45 minutes of being mad at the dog for being taught he has to pee outside and can't work the front door both ways. This morning, I actually had to get him up! This is thin ice we're treading on. Is my new morning bliss going to include me waiting at the front door for the paper? I guess it's only fair.