how bad is it that i just can't seem to cut out all alcohol from my life? i would like to think that it's not the wine that is the only thing standing between me and my six pack. i am very happy with my progress and i do eat clean. but at night when the kids are in bed, i really enjoy having a glass of wine with dh, and i feel like i just don't want to give that up. for some reason i am able to turn away from the greasy processed food and i have no trouble turning down dessert. but on a summer night by the pool, i want to have a cold beer without guilt. why is it that this is harder for me than the food? there are worse things, right?