Day three of being back on track. Not weighing myself for a whole week. that will be tough as I am a bit addicted to the scale and the numbers. But I need a break from thinking about it. I'm back on veggies, fruit, proteins, water. Have eliminated sugar - again - as it is my arch enemy. My new favorite is cut up apple with healthy peanut butter. And sliced up small and arranged - it looks really pretty on the plate. And - very happy about this - my sneakers have been walking down the road all three days. Whew. Thought I would never get them on again. Not sure why when it feels so good to do it. But bright and early all three mornings I have walked two miles. Thinking about dusting off my bicycle today and taking it for a spin. the weather is perfect here - sunny, breezy, 70's. Perfect for a bike ride. With a water bottle in hand.
When I eat well, I also chase away the blues that seem to come with a sugar laden diet. The less sugar, the happier I become. It's almost as if I am in a hangover state after a day of heavy sugar eating. Like an actual drunk/hangover only caused my massive amounts of sugar. And I think it is similar - sugar screws up your blood sugar levels and so does alcohol. By eliminating both of them, my moods are even and my outlook is sunnier. No feeling sorry for myself, no sharp and snappy responses to the people I love. The sugar haze clears and I feel more like myself. And I actually like myself more.
Every time I come out of the sugar coma, I feel so much better that I am amazed that I ever want to cause that coma by choosing to eat sugar. I'm not sure I will ever figure out why I would want to eat something that is so obviously destructive for me. But I guess that is true of all addicts - the thing we crave is our undoing. And that is so messed up. Maybe I don't need to focus on the why of it, just on the solution for it - which for me is avoiding refined sugar.
One day - one minute - at a time.