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My Kryptonite

All my life I have fought one thing, sugar.  For as long as I can remember, I have loved candy and pop.  Even as a little kid, it wrecked me.  I'd have a pop at a restaurant and fueled by the sugar, I would run the restaurant being that annoying kid.  My parents actually figured out how to "overload" me, they gave me coffee and I'd shut down and go right to sleep.  So my parents stopped giving me sugar in almost any form.  Plain cereals, no syrup on my pancakes or waffles, etc.  Once my diet became my own and I wasn't much better at controlling it.  I'd easily drink 3 litters of Mountain Dew in college, thank goodness for my Dads genetics'.  After moving to DC, I'd wake up and have 3 or 4 butterfingers mini's and go for a run.  All very fantastic habits, I know.  But the reality of diabetes set in as I watched my grandfather struggle with it.  His blood sugar spiking and dropping, having to go to the hospital via ambulance.  And it terrified me.  I come by my sugar habit genetically.  At family gatherings its not uncommon to go through two batches of fudge in a day.  We ate cake for breakfast last weekend.  My grandfather used to put sugar on cottage cheese, so thick you could see it.  And thus I decided to change.  Not for my weight but for my health.  Because I didn't want to be getting pricked in the finger 4 times a day, taking insulin, etc.  And its a battle.  Every day.  There were times when I have cut out the sugar.  Times when I quit drinking coke's.  But I always am lured back in by the bubbles of the coke or the rush of the skittles.  Its probably a good thing Ive never messed with drugs, clearly my reactions to sugar are unhealthy, imagine something more potent or addictive.  I was reading my friend Malka's blog, as she is going through Precision Nutrition Lean Eating program, she said she eats like its the last time she's going to possibly ever have it.  And that struck me.  That's what I do.  I must eat all of it right now and then get some more because it may be gone.  At the rate this country is getting fat, the candy will never go away. Its like defensive eating.  But after my 10 days of body shock, because my family can actually eat more sugar than me, I was on a self imposed detox.  But it wasn't at all forced.  I was just going to play it by ear and see how I did with it.  One day I had a peach after lunch but that was the most there was.  But tonight I went to the theater to see "The Help".  Got my usual hot dog and scanned the fountain drink options.  Nothing too great but I picked pink lemonade, guess it was better than those ever tempting bubbles.  And then I didn't finish it, I just pulled out my water.
Maybe I over dosed.  Maybe I was just ready to quit.  But I feel good this week about low sugar without having to force my self.  Well see what next week brings.

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