The Final Fifty

{March 26, 2013}   Sugar Would Have Killed Me

So, the other day on Facebook, a friend linked to this: What 100 Calories of Your Favorite Easter Candy Actually Looks Like.

Y’all, this article actually knocked the wind out of me. Most candy I can take or leave, and I could even before. But I was prone to bouts of weakness where chocolate is concerned, and Cadbury Mini Eggs used to be my favorites. I could easily plow through those things by the handful. Seriously, I imagine in one sitting, I would not be surprised if I sometimes consumed at least 10 servings without even paying attention. Not all the time, I was trying to not be stupid, at least, but enough to make me cringe pretty hard right now.

I can’t find any stats on how much total sugar is healthy to consume, everything I find regards added sugar, so sugar you either add or is added to pre-made food. But they’re all pretty consistent in saying you shouldn’t eat any more than maybe 25 g of added sugar per day. You’d hit that in 12 Cadbury Mini Eggs. Go ahead and estimate how often people actually limit themselves to 12 Mini Eggs. I know it was not a frequent occurrence for me.

And diabetes runs in my family. So do heart disease, obesity, cancer. Hell, I had Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome, which is related to insulin resistance and commonly thought to be a precursor to diabetes. I knew, with complete and total certainty, that I was high risk for diabetes. I might still be high risk. At some point, I need to face the music and go to a doctor and have my blood tested, and probably take a good look at what the fall out is from all the damage I piled on myself for all those years. I hope that getting healthy now will minimize the impact, but if I’d just been smart enough to do this years ago, I’d already be there, weight and health wise. But I can’t change the future. I can only learn everything I can to make sure I don’t go back there.

It’s been more than a month now since I stopped consuming added sugar. I no longer need it or want it, and I am, at least for the present, so stubborn about it that I just don’t care that I can have up to 24 g per day. I don’t want it at all. Because it’s like a trojan horse: once you let it into your body, it will find a way to manipulate you into letting all it’s little friends in along with it.

Last night I did my weight routine, and I feel nothing at all today. I need to up the number of reps, and at some point pick up heavier weights, which I’m going to look at on the way home today.

Also! I can confirm that the curry soup is really really good with roasted cauliflower. OMNOMNOMNOM. The plan this week is to try Brussels sprouts, and then fish this weekend. SO EXCITED.


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