I've been addicted to sugar for as long as I can remember. In fact, I'm eating M&M's as I write this. Normal food, like for meals, I can control, sugar not so much. I can go out to dinner and be completely stuffed, but because I always have room for dessert, I'm pretty sure I have a separate stomach built exclusively for sweet treats. My ex-boyfriend would always be impressed by my ability to eat so many sweets. If I ever turn down dessert, it's either because I don't like that particular offering (v rare) or that I'm making a conscious effort to not indulge.
I don't eat sugar because I'm stressed or depressed. I eat it because I'm addicted and I crave it. Since the beginning of the year, I've tried to quit twice. Both times I gave up too soon. I didn't realize until my second attempt when I started feeling sick and thought I was coming down with something (which happened the first time as well, but didn't put it together) that I wasn't actually sick, but going through withdrawals! I specifically remember that on my second attempt, Nicole and I just landed in Mexico and while at the Duty Free store I bought the largest bag of Haribo Gummy Bears that exists in life. I, of course, only wanted a "few," but it was absolutely imperative to get a massive bag to share with our friends that we were meeting up with at the villa later (pretty sure they cared less about the gummy bears, but it was a great excuse). As we were standing on the curb waiting for our ride, I was feeling "sick" and actually had been for the past few days (I had quit sugar maybe a week prior). My body felt like my blood sugar was low and if I just ate a few gummy bears I would feel better, so my mind told me to eat them so I wasn't sick and ruin our trip. Our ride took forever and before I knew it I nearly ate half the bag! I no longer felt "sick" though! The moment the sugar hit my system, I was magically cured.
I consider myself to be fairly healthy. I love to workout and have done so for years. And for as long as I can remember I've been pretty conscious about what I consume. However, that's not to say I don't have moments where I eat whatever I feel like (pizza, chips, Mexican food), but it's something that's under control. My biggest weakness, by far is sugar. It's spiraling out of control. I've hit rock bottom.
A friend recently told me about Sarah Wilson's book, I Quit Sugar. After the past few weeks of having episodes such as eating a whole can of cinnamon roles in the matter of hours (totally justified since I had put the craving off for 6 months), several Insomnia Cookies (not my fault because I had to meet the minimum order for delivery -- they're on my block, but I was already in for the night), and eating a pack of Starburst the same day I had an acai bowl and a smoothie, I knew my sugar addiction had gotten out of control and something needed to change. I can't keep making excuses for myself. I downloaded the book last week and decided to read one week (of the eight week program) at a time so I don't get overwhelmed with the process.
So, here I am, kicking off our blog, partially to hold myself accountable, but also in hopes there are other people in the same boat that want to take on the I Quit Sugar 8-Week plan with me so we can support each other. I'm not doing this to lose weight (although I wouldn't mind dropping the few pounds I've put on recently -- definitely due to sugar) but more so because I want to be completely healthy. Sugar is the devil! There's nothing good that comes from it. I've been off before, but slipped back into old ways.
The I Quit Sugar method has you get completely off sugar, including natural sugars (at first) to reset your body. Then by the time you're off, you don't even miss it. I'll be doing posts a couple times a week on how I'm progressing. Super nervous I'm going to FAIL but I want it really bad so I'm going to make it happen.
This is Week 1 aka Weaning Off Week. I know I'm eating M&M's, but I had been holding off on it for a couple hours, so obviously I'm doing great already. The idea of weaning off in Week 1 is so that Week 2 of going cold turkey isn't so bad. I'm terrified.