New starters reading here; Our heroine had successfully lost over 60 lbs, but has slowly gained back a stone. Shocked at the shocking state of her, she resolves to do without sugar for 100 days.
And that you all should hear about it, you lucky starlight shiny people.
Now read on…
Friday 20th June 2014 – so yes, I fell off the sugar wagon (is there such a thing) while out to dinner on Wednesday. I had what was called a Nutella cheesecake. The first bite was heaven, the second was good and by the time I finished it, I found it too stodgy and rich. But of course I did finish it. If you’re given a plate of food, you finish it.
“I own y’all, bitches.”
I was back in the pool Thursday. I didn’t want to be there, I was tired, fed up with myself, etc. When a voice of reason I seemed to have from goodness knows where popped into my head.
“Don’t decide if you can. See if you can.”
It is actually very good advice, and not just for moments like that. It could be applied to a lot of life. Well, that seemed to do it. I finished up with the usual sprint at 40 seconds, and got on with the day. Same with today, finished with a sprint, and am now at my desk about to start the day.
One thing, though. I am boring myself with all this whining. It is not as though sugar is that fascinating a subject to begin with, and here I am going on and on about it. And there are another sixty days to go (you can see me breaking out with my Miss Personality Blogpost).
I’m at my desk, I’m going to get this day started and I’m going to come up with more interesting things to think about, and talk about, then sugar. So go me. tummy rumbles.