It has been 2 weeks without a treat (Devan and I made these to pass out at Christmas and because it was a fruit based treat I gobbled up wayyy more than my fair share) and although late at night (like right now ) or in the afternoon I sometimes feel like I would sell my firstborn for a Snickers ( sorry Xander there are a few non-perks as the eldest child) it has been ok so far... ok and merging into the not so bad lane. Deciding to do it and not worrying about what I would miss out on (Valentines candy,Sunday night dessert, and my Grandmas hot Devils food cake with warm 7 minute frosting at Devan and Ashtons showers to name a few) was the first giant step the rest has been, as the great and timeless Bill Murray sez', Baby Steps. Baby steps around the frozen section so the gravitational pull of some poor-me-I-need-a-treat-ice cream doesn't suck me in .Baby steppin through the candy/cookie aisle where the Bermuda Triangle of Oreo Rocher and Mint Milanos make me feel dizzy and clammy. Baby steps pass the kitchen where chocolate chips are waiting to be turned into pizzookies and milk begs me for some Hershey's. I don't want to go through my life where my stress and mood dictate how I treat my body. I have a whole truckload of big daddy stress right now-(who doesn't Einstein) but by being proactive (the verb not the skincare line-though I hear it works wonders) maybe I can manage everything and not gain a million more pounds maybe even lose a few .Hilari and I are doing this sugar break challenge until the end of April-her 30th Bday -so it is wonderful to have a 'sugar sponsor' to talk me down from the rice krispie ledge- and as the days go by I find I need less hand holding which is empowering and my body does seem to feel better. I feel 100% certain that I can make it the next 12 weeks -bold and brash you say , well that's how I roll - but not cinnamon roll .Sunday, February 1, 2009
Sugarz' for Suckaz'
It has been 2 weeks without a treat (Devan and I made these to pass out at Christmas and because it was a fruit based treat I gobbled up wayyy more than my fair share) and although late at night (like right now ) or in the afternoon I sometimes feel like I would sell my firstborn for a Snickers ( sorry Xander there are a few non-perks as the eldest child) it has been ok so far... ok and merging into the not so bad lane. Deciding to do it and not worrying about what I would miss out on (Valentines candy,Sunday night dessert, and my Grandmas hot Devils food cake with warm 7 minute frosting at Devan and Ashtons showers to name a few) was the first giant step the rest has been, as the great and timeless Bill Murray sez', Baby Steps. Baby steps around the frozen section so the gravitational pull of some poor-me-I-need-a-treat-ice cream doesn't suck me in .Baby steppin through the candy/cookie aisle where the Bermuda Triangle of Oreo Rocher and Mint Milanos make me feel dizzy and clammy. Baby steps pass the kitchen where chocolate chips are waiting to be turned into pizzookies and milk begs me for some Hershey's. I don't want to go through my life where my stress and mood dictate how I treat my body. I have a whole truckload of big daddy stress right now-(who doesn't Einstein) but by being proactive (the verb not the skincare line-though I hear it works wonders) maybe I can manage everything and not gain a million more pounds maybe even lose a few .Hilari and I are doing this sugar break challenge until the end of April-her 30th Bday -so it is wonderful to have a 'sugar sponsor' to talk me down from the rice krispie ledge- and as the days go by I find I need less hand holding which is empowering and my body does seem to feel better. I feel 100% certain that I can make it the next 12 weeks -bold and brash you say , well that's how I roll - but not cinnamon roll .
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I applaud you. I want it on the record that I passed up that fabulous cake at the shower too. Unfortunately that was because I had already consumed not one but two other deserts. But that doesn't mean I'm not still thinking about it.
i just keep thinking about the sprinkles cupcakes that i am going to indulge in on my birthday and by then we might be those annyoing skinny girls who say, "oh, no. i just couldn't eat another bite of that decadent dessert. it is just way to rich." although i seriously can't picture myself ever not having room for some dark chocolate frosting with those tiny and wonderful sprinkles on top. 12 weeks and 1 day to go!
Mo power to ya, girls!
You are truly inspiring...I once went on a no sugar diet with my Dad at Christmas. It was soooo hard, but by four weeks I had lost ten pounds. Keep up the great work!!!!!!
You go girl....I've done the no sugar thing before it's real rough for about the first 3-4 weeks then after that it's nothin. Although mind you I only did it for 6 or 7 weeks cause then I got pregnant and I ate what ever the H!#* I wanted to cause I was so sick. I do however feel a portion of your pain because Marcus seems to get excruciating gas pain when I eat anything with chocolate involved which was pretty much 80% of my diet...chocolate is like my prozac. Anyway I digress, My point is I know what it's like to smell yummy chocolate chip cookies in the oven and watch your husband selfishly eat dozens at a time why you look on longingly *sigh*. Although I think it has helped me to NOT harbor the pounds I packed on during pregnancy because I seemed to be slowly but surely getting some incline of shape back to my torso, I can't remember But I think it's called a waistline...I'm not sure it's been so long...
I will confess however that whenever people are having hot fresh triple chocolate brownies for FHE treats and I can't, I make up plenty by scooping a huge-ish portion of vanilla ice-cream ( I know blah...) smothered in Mrs. Richardson's Caramel topping.
sorry that probably didn't help much. well anyway good luck...may the force be with you
ps.
you can tell hilari that there is some fabulous looking cupcakes in martha stewart this month. Although I haven't spoken to martha since her incarceration I snuck a peek in the feb issue in a waiting room recently. I couldn't help it the cover was so pretty all the color wheel in the form of cupcakes all shaped like one big heart--it was very aesthetically pleasing. It drew me in.
I am so proud of you!!!!XOXOXO
PS I am proud whatever you do or not by the way...
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