I claim to be an 'everything in moderation' girl.
But I'm not.
I'm an 'all or nothing' girl.
In pretty much everything.
I give (or take) 100%, or I don't do it at all.
Yeah. I know. I'm working on it, OK? Quit nagging me about it! Sheesh.
Anyway, last year, I decided I needed to give up Diet Pepsi (and all artificial sweeteners, in fact). And if you know me at all, you know that was big. Really big. Diet Pepsi was all I drank. And it was all I drank for years. I mean years. Well, that's a lie actually. I drank Diet Coke, too (but only out of the fountain. Because it doesn't taste good in bottles or cans, that's why). I drank gallons of the stuff every day. And though I know I'm prone to hyperbole, I'm not exaggerating about this (seriously... I figure I have so many chemicals and preservatives in my system, I'll never die).
So I went cold turkey.
'All or nothing,' remember?
It wasn't too bad. At first. But it got harder. And then it got easier. And now? I don't really even like the taste of soda anymore. I quit in November and I switched over to unsweetened iced tea and/or water. I don't really like water all that much (unless I'm crazy-thirsty), but I know I need to drink more of it. So I'm trying. But all in all, I consider my 'all or nothing' effort a rousing success!
But now? My 'all or nothing' thing is sugar.
Sugar is really not good for you. I know this. And what I've been told by numerous sources who work and specialize in nutrition and in the actual 'healthcare' industry (as opposed to the 'sickcare' industry most medical people work in), is that cancer feeds on sugar. This makes sense to me, really, as when they gave me the radioactive crap to light up my cancer for the PET scan, I was told it contained high amounts of sugar, which goes straight to the cancer.
So, since it's not really good for you in general and it might be really bad for you if you have cancer, it seems a logical move to cut it out. Right?
OK. I can do this. I mean, I don't eat a lot of actual sugar. Like, out of the sugar bowl, I mean. I don't put it in stuff or on stuff. So I'm good there. But I'm told there's sugar in... (gulp)... chocolate.
Say it ain't so, my peeps! Say it ain't so!
OK, I'm not a moron. I know it is so. There is sugar in chocolate. There is. It's there. It's not fair. But that's Life. There. Is. Sugar. In. Chocolate. And that means... there is sugar in... in... in...
I don't know what I'm gonna do. Is there a Nutella rehab clinic? Does anyone know? Hey, maybe I'll start one! I know it can't just be me. Can it? No, there are others. I know there are. It could be a good career move, really.
But I digress (that's also called avoidance. I'm quite good at that, let me tell you).
OK. I can do this. I can. I will pull myself together and I will go...
No sugar. No chocolate. No...
Sigh. Sniff. Sob. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
I'll check back in with you when the shakes have stopped and I can write again.
Wish me well, my friends. Wish me well.
At least I can rest easy knowing there's no sugar in red wine. Whew! Dodged that bullet.