Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. Jesus up and down, Jesus all around up in here. Because I LOVE Him!!!!
So now that's out there, my dears! :O)
I decided to go off sugar for a couple of months. Isn't that crazy? This is how it's going so far... :o)
I remember last month just before Christmas having a casual conversation with God about how I just cannot stop eating sugar. (Rabbit trail: Most of my conversations with God are like that, we just talk about things. Or I do. He mostly listens. Sometimes I pray formally, but most of the time it's just like: "Whoa, nice sunset tonight! Thanks for using so much pink." Is that how you guys pray? Sometimes I wonder if it's a little too casual, in light of His great power and supremacy, and, well, God-ness. But then, he is my Father...so. *end rabbit trail*) So this particular conversation went something like this: "Ugh. God. Why do I eat like this, I'm going to die! I feel really lazy for asking this, but, do You think You might be willing to just...help make it easier for me? Help me just not want to eat that stuff?" Then I kind of felt silly for even asking that, and we moved on to something else.
After Christmas, having forgotten all about our conversation, I decided I was going to not eat any sugar during January and February. I don't know why I chose two months, it just felt right. So no added sugar at all anywhere in the ingredient list, which means I pretty much can't eat out anywhere. Tears. (Why is there sugar in ALL french fries? WHY?) The only exception I allow myself is the little bit of sugar in my vanilla almond milk for my coffee, because a person has to live.
So, I started Jan. 1st, and the first two days-I'm not gonna lie-I literally ate nothing but Better Cheddars and 100% grape juice. I think I *might* have choked down a carrot out of guilt. I know juice is totally sugary, and it's not good to chug it by the gallon, but at least it wasn't soda. The next few days included a slightly more healthy and diverse palate, but were still drowned in fruit and fruit juice. But the amazing thing was, I wasn't really missing my coffee cake or cookies or strawberry pop tarts that I normally wake up thinking about. That amazed me! And then, about day 6 or so, I realized that I had gone almost all day without any juice. What?!
So today is day 9, and I hardly even think about sugar. I still drink a half glass of juice or so every day, but mostly I'm content with my normal, non-diabetes-inducing sustenance. Content. Without sugar. This is not at all how I expected this to go. I expected agony and suffering and hours on Pinterest, looking at pastries from Parisian bakeries. But then I remembered that I asked God for help a while ago! And I could have cried, because I realized how much He loves His little girl. She asks for the silliest things, and He smiles and says: "Sure."
I've lost 3-4 pounds, cool I guess, but the amazing thing is, I feel...I feel less sad? Is that a thing?
I'll have to keep you updated now and then about how it's going. Especially because I really wanted to create a little Valentine's treat tutorial soon that involves lots of sugar, so that will be a lovely little test! :O)
I hope your brand new year is going splendidly!
I love you so much,