Day 12? Only day 12?! Are you kidding!
….So I guess you could say that I am a bit of a sugar addict, probably more so a chocolate lover. It’s been 12 days and it feels like I am crawling on hands and knees down Struggle Street. The first week was quite easy because there was barely any junk food in the house, so the cravings were ignored out of laziness of not wanting to walk to the shops. However, after recently catching tonsilitis, my family have been visiting and delivering some sugary gifts to assist the mending process. Don’t worry, I’ve been good and haven’t touched them…yet. They are at the top of my cupboard, sitting there, staring at me. A packet of Tim Tams and a block of Cadbury chocolate. I’m sure in the medieval days this was definitely a form of torture.
I was unsure whether or not to post this, but I went ahead so others could relate to my struggle – because this can’t just be happening to me! I was unaware of how much sugar is offered to me on a regular basis, with the most simple example being the cafe’s barista asking if I want sugar in my coffee. This process is definitely all about changing habits. I found that I went from having 1 teaspoon of sugar in my coffee, to half a teaspoon of honey, to none at all. It still doesn’t taste quite the same, but knowing that I’m doing something good for my body makes it bearable.
Trust me, if I can do this, anyone can do this! I’m fairly sure there have been times in my life where my body was pumping more sugar through my veins than blood! Hang in there, and if you feel a need to have something sugary, drink some water and go for a walk. Fresh air is the best kind of medicine.