Wednesday, October 25, 2017
The saying goes that the first step to overcoming a problem is to admit you have a problem. I have recently come to realize that I am an addict.
There. I said it. I am an addict. I'm addicted to sugar. Go ahead, scoff if you'd like. But I know from my experience that sugar is addicting. Once I am off it I am fine. I can walk past the cookie aisle without any temptation. I cruise by the ice cream case without stopping to look. However, one taste and I find myself waking up a week later with empty ice cream cartons on the counter and powdered sugar on my lips. I find myself craving donuts and ice cream and brownies . . . mmmmm . . . brownies.
See how easily I get distracted?
From January 1, 2017 through August 19, 2017 I had lost over 72 pounds. However, on August 26 of this year Harvey hit Houston and I was stuck in my house for several days. We couldn't drive anywhere, so pretty much all I did was watch the horrific news on TV and eat. And eat. Once I started, it was as if I could not stop. I ate my way into gaining nearly 14 of those pounds back in just 2 months. Something had to be done. Something drastic.
On Sunday, October 22, my husband and I decided to not eat for three days. We allowed ourselves coffee, tea, water, and bone broth (Kettle and Fire is my favorite. I have found it at Sprouts or HEB so you may be able to find it at your local grocer and save having to wait for it to be shipped). It was a way to reset ourselves. Reset our stomachs. Reset our attitudes.
There is something about doing this that made me feel strong. Not physically strong, but psychologically and emotionally strong. It also made me feel like I had more clarity of thought, more focus.
It wasn't easy, though. My stomach fussed and growled for three days. I spent a LOT of time in the restroom. Every commercial on TV seemed to be about food. My family still had to eat so there was the smell of food in the house. The last day of these three I was substituting at an elementary school where some of the staff had brought sweets for the teacher's lounge. Oh my. Peanut butter cake with peanut butter frosting just about undid me. I turned my back to it so I didn't have to look at it, but I could still hear it calling my name. It was not easy, but I didn't give in. I made it from Saturday night to Tuesday night with nothing but liquids.
I ate my first meal last night: sprouted bread toast with avocado and eggs. It tasted sooo good! Anyway, I did not find myself snacking through the rest of the evening as I had been doing and I packed my lunch last night so I will have a healthy lunch to eat today. So far so good. Hopefully, this hard reboot will do the trick and get me back on track. I'll let you know how it's going.
The title of this post is "My Addictions." This indicates there is more than one. There is. My other big addiction is social media. I'll talk about that next time.
Love to all!