"You are like a child whistling in the wind. Then it comes back." That's what an AA buddy told me yesterday when I said I didn't have a crave for three days then just had a bad one yesterday. It's not fair. :) I want to whistle all the way to my grave and not worry about it. Apparrently the craves start to dwindle, so I hear. Heck, not thinking about it for three days is pretty good for me. My energy is back, my abdomen is getting tighter, and climbing stairs is definitely easier. I still crave sugar sometimes and I'll get a small local treat with berries on it or a vegan milkshake from Sage's. But I am thanking my lucky stars still. Two weeks in two days. Yay!