Sugar, Sugar


From some of my previous posts you may know that I’ve been on a quest for wellness for a long time. (See The Road To Change) Like most people, it’s been a journey full of starts and stops; hits and misses. More stops and misses than starts and hits, but I haven’t given up. I think it’s come to my mind this afternoon because I’m about to hit 50 in April and physically, things are changing. I’ve been graced not to have any serious health complications over the years, but it’s in spite of me. So, getting older is causing me to take another look at where I am versus where I want to be. I’m feeling more of a need to come up with a workable plan and then work it.

As I sit here thinking back over the many things I tried, the successes I had, the challenges I faced, I realized a few things that I thought were worth sharing. A quick disclaimer - I’m not necessarily recommending my realizations for anyone else because each person different. If I haven’t learned anything else, one size does NOT fit all! That being said these are my thoughts:

My struggle can be summed up in one word – SUGAR! I have a wicked strong sweet tooth, always have. I never met a piece of candy I didn’t like. In fact I’ve got it so bad that Spoonful of Sugar is my favorite Mary Poppins tune! Dessert is my favorite meal, Twizzlers are my kryptonite, and I’m currently in the ‘on again’ phase of my relationship with soda. There’s even a point in the day when I drop everything to go find something sweet… Oh, I have no delusions. I’m addicted. I know I am. Knowing is half the battle right? Right, the EASY part.

Ok, so I admitted I have a problem that I need to address. No the question is how? I hear people talking about eliminating sugar from their diets and I do the puppy head tilt. How do you eliminate sugar? What does that even look like? More importantly, what does it TASTE like? I am already imagining an insurmountable challenge and I haven’t even started yet! I’m having flashbacks of my former personal trainer Justin and how he only ate to fuel his body and not for taste. I used to feel sorry for him. I’m picturing bland diet of boiled eggs for breakfast, dry salad lunches, and salmon, straight out of the package with a side of quinoa. This picture makes me sad particularly considering I’m from an African family. Everything we cook is about taste and flavor. Okay, okay, I realize that changing my diet doesn’t mean I have to give up taste, but y’all know that I have a flair for the dramatic coupled with a tendency to exxagerate… still! 

So my mission is to find creative and practical ways to eliminate sugar from my diet; to shift focus from what I’ll be giving up to what I’ll be gaining; to embrace the lifestyle change rather than anticipating failure. So, I’m not making any promises, but I am a stubborn girl when I put my mind to something. I don’t accept defeat easily; ask anyone who’s ever played me in Words With Friends – lol!

While I plan to revisit this as I make progress, I don’t want to turn it into a drudgery so I won’t broadcast a start or end date or promise weekly updates or anything like that. I will, however, keep you updated on this leg my journey - the good, the bad and the ugly. So, here we go then…