One week ago, I woke up delirious, in a dirty hotel room, lying in a puddle of my own spray tan. A few hours before I was an exhausted brown man wandering the streets of Seattle looking to score a cheeseburger after the Emerald Cup. I had to get moving toward the airport, but I was STARVING! I went Yogi bearin' through my backpack for any vittles I could devour. It didn't matter, anything would do. Leftover cheesecake...perfect breakfast! I found a few oats and some whey protein. Then like manna from heaven I discover a double portion of Reece's peanut butter eggs. I toss them in the microwave with my oatmeal and discovered what my breakfast had been missing all along....SUGAR in the form of chocolate and peanut butter!
That was the kickoff to a week of sugar! I paced myself on my cache of girl scout cookies, by only eating half of a box at a time. Then the other half.
After a week of eating to failure, I remember just how addicting sugar is. Four months I ate almost no sugar, and I didn't miss it or crave it much at all. But once it hits my mouth, I find it so very tasty, yet so unsatisfying that I just want more and more.
I come from a long line of sugar addicts. I inherited it from my Mom and passed it to two of my kids that are total sugar fiends.
So I am going to shut down the sugar flow this week. I enjoyed it, and a week was enough to know that sugar is a powerful drug in my system. I'll stick to dark chocolate. I've found that a little bit satisfies and I don't want to binge on it. Cold turkey this week. I've got to tame the sugar beast before I swell up like a wood tick!