Sugar Blues
Okay, I know this pix looks like a giant Q-Tip, but it's not.
(Note to self: must get camera fixed--relying on existing photos has it's limits.)
This is a photo of a giant batch of fluffy, yummy cotton candy.
Oh, I love cotton candy.
I love how light it is. I love how it dissolves in your mouth. I love that it's like 99 cents for 2.5 pounds of it. And I love how sticky it is. (I do!)
But my point!
I am trying to limit my sugar intake.
(Now, I'm talking about refined/processed stuff. I'm still eating fruit, which--I KNOW--has natural sugars.)
It's only been a few days.
And you know what?
I'm ready to punch a baby.
Not really, but kind of.
Holy cow--THIS IS HARD!
It's making me cranky. It's giving me headaches. It's making me rethink all of western civization's "contributions" to the world.
I had NO IDEA how much sugar I ate in any given day.
Do YOU have any idea how
much sugar you eat in a day?
You're probably all much "better" than me. You probably eat a sweet treat once in a while--after all of the daily recommended "basics"--whole grains, veggies, fruits, protein, etc.
Yeh, I think I was on the high-end of most people's "typical daily sugar intake."
But still. I bet you'd be surprised at how many things have sugar in them.
If you don't know what I'm talking about, call me, I can LIST every item from my dream last night--because that's all that's on my mind.
Sugar. Sugar. SUGAR! (Oh, where have you gone?)
How long will this last?
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel?
Pray tell.