Yesterday, I decided to do the unthinkable.
I gave up sugar.
For a month. From March 8-April 8, I’m off the sweet stuff.
Because I can eat a jumbo pack of Twizzlers in under five minutes.
I can eat four cupcakes at once. Then have two more later.
I can down 20 Oreos in ten minutes
Cake? Thanks! I’ll take three slices of that. Yum!
Marshmallows? I can stuff five in my mouth and chew.
It’s kind of gross and I need to stop. Here I am running four times a week and training for my first half-marathon and the Zooma Annapolis 10k and I shouldn’t be doing this to my body. I want to look better? Cut the cupcake, kid. I don’t think it will be easy by any means. I binged the other night on all of the above and more. I was eating cookie spread out of the jar. Yes, really. Just typing that makes my mouth water. I had to hide the jar in the way back, dark and scary part of my pantry.
My hope is that giving up sugar will help me drop the last of The Fifth Element baby weight and make training easier. I’m being so good to my body in the physical sense so why am I loading it up with that succulent, tasty crap? It’s an addiction and that is never good.
It won’t be easy and I’m sure I’ll be a bit of crank during the early days but it’s probably something I need to do.
Anyone coming with me? What’s your weakness?
We might be heading to crazy-town. I think I will need the company.
