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Sugar… Come Back to Me!

It’s like that typical (awesome) scene in a movie, where the man purposefully kisses a woman. You know what I’m talking about? He sees what he wants and with eyes locked on his target…. He sets out across the room/field/train/spaceship/car/Texas to get it… never stopping until there is lip-lock, and if he’s lucky… tongue.

This describes the scene playing out in my brain every time I pass the tray of cookies in the kitchen. But I resist. I RESIST. There will be no tonguing the chocolate chips for me.

For the first time in my life I’m doing a sugar fast. No sugar for a whole month! I had no idea how connected sugar and I had become. This time apart has left me to reflect on what a volatile relationship we actually had, sugar and I… one with quick spikes of highs and the inevitable crashing lows.

It was evident early on that I couldn’t easily quit sugar. I was 18 and working in a donut shop. People would warn me that I would eventually hate donuts, but instead I just kept finding new ways to love them.

Fast forward *cough*21*cough* years and here I am, trying to find the strength to say no to the sweet temptations sugar provides.
How it’s going thus far….

SUGAR I MISS YOU! Let me count the ways… Caramel Macchiato, Chocolate Cookie Dough Ice Cream, Peanut Butter Cookies……. Ohh OOH ooooh!!!

These are just a few of the items I’ve put on my subconscious ‘to do’ list for when the month is over. Until then, I pray that my subconscious doesn’t take over and I become a subconscious eater… like a sleep walker that eats.