Sugar Experiment - Week One

One week.  It feels like a lifetime.

One week of eliminating sugar and I can report that I did not feel headachy, I did not feel grumpy, although there were a couple of times I did get Hangry!

Mostly I found myself shutting down in the afternoons.  I even fell asleep at my keyboard more than once and I had fuzzy brain like you wouldn't believe and I slept most of Saturday away.  I just couldn't function as a human being so I didn't.

Now I'm not a person who even eats a lot of junk.  I'm gluten intolerant and that gift precludes me from most junk foods.  I will only eat them when I'm desperate to eat and then it is sparingly.

However I do have a bit of a sweet tooth.  My husband (bless him) has an equally sweet tooth and brings lollies home on a regular basis. (By the way, he is on notice of my future purchase of a shotgun if he so much as sprinkles a sugar cube in front of me!)

I managed to ween myself off most lolly brands, but when I discovered NZ Kettle Popcorn, it was game over....full scale addiction!
People said, well, its only popcorn so its the best of a bad set of sins.  However this popcorn was well full of sugar, as was that three o'clock cappuchino in the box, to which I would often add a tsp of sugar.

Do I feel like I am missing anything?  Apart from the couple of times I circled the kitchen craving sugar, I can report no.  In fact if anything I eat more.  More avocado, more coconut oil, more protein.  More more more.

I will admit to a couple of glasses of wine a couple of nights but hey!  Even the I quit sugar book mentions thats ok!  And I'm only human and when I'm networking, its almost mandatory!

But here is where the real sugar is.  We went to the supermarket in the weekend. Those lovely marinated chicken kebabs, you buy cos you like them, and they are so healthy - loaded with sugar!   Those lovely coffee sachets?  Yup..full of it. Yoghurt's, dips, some condiments, some cured meats.  Its just everywhere.

Today I woke up.  I have had a hugely productive morning, and even had 5 minutes to write this entry.   The fog is clearing.  I'm off to throw a pumpkin soup together!  Bring on clarity!!!

Sugar Experiment

That Sugar Film

Its time to take up the journey again.  All my life, ever since I hit puberty, my body size, weight, shape, health condition has been an issue.  Its often been someone else's issue and I'm a rebel, so often  I won't play because it was their issue and I could live with it. (I inherited my mothers bitch streak)

So why am I banging on about weight?  Joisus woman its the most boring subject!

Well I'm not.  I'm banging on about health.  I don't feel healthy, and for the last few weeks I have been addressing this by hauling my heiny out of the scratcher at 5am three times a week and picking my sister up for the gym.

Shitty thyroids don't go hand in hand with rapid weight changes unless its upwards, so I don't make that the thing.

Last night I watched a movie. It was one I wanted to watch, and my bitch subconscious knew it was calling me, so I tried not to listen.

My sister finally convinced me to watch it.  The movie is "That Sugar Film" Now I know my denial is no longer acceptable.

Sugar is hidden everywhere.  I don't eat a lot of processed food, and the movie didn't tell me what I didn't know, but I have to own up to coffee (with sugar), gluten free bread (loaded with sugar), lollies (when hubby brings them home), wine (hey!  its good...nuff said) and not being fully aware and in control of bit and pieces.  There are other things, (Hell I just looked at my coconut water and its just been struck off my list of good foods!)

Today I decided to start an experiment.  I'm cutting sugar out of my diet.  That's the only change.  I will blog about it, I will vlog about it, I will measure and track it, read books about it, share what I learn, moan, bitch and share what it feels like and let you know what happens at the end of the month.

Anyone who knows me knows I'm diet averse, so be assured I still am.  I'm not averse to doing the best for my body. Now I'm a Nana, I need to be fit to keep up with the Grandys.

I'm sharing this, because its the last thing on God's green earth I want to do, and I think watching someone like me do it, might be as educational as watching a fit young healthy man.  Delete me know if you don't want to know.