Possibly the craziest new year’s resolution ever
This is my favourite cake – a sponge with crushed strawberries+sugar in the middle and lightly sweetened whipped cream and berries on top.
I usually make it for my birthday, and for anyone elses birthday as well if requested. If I could, I would actually make it for dinner every day, I totally have a sweet tooth and many times in the not so distant past I have skipped dinner to just eat cake.
Sugar doesn’t make me feel very well though, so last year I was sugar free for several months while I tried to figure out some health issues. Once they were figured out and the main symptoms gone, I went back to sugar… little by little it grew into a daily habit again.
This year, however, I have decided to be sugar free for the whole year… this time with no ifs, no buts, no “oh my GAWD, what is the point of living if I don’t get to eat cake!”
Why would I do this to myself? Well, because:
a) I have low blood sugar levels which means that if I eat sweet stuff, I get hypoglycaemic when walking/standing or running. Hypoglycaemic means dizziness and cold sweat = not nice, especially on a long run.
b) Sugar makes me bloated and burpy :|
c) As soon as I have a bite of something sweet, I want more and more and more and more and that I do not like – the feeling that food is controlling my thoughts. I much prefer to eat non-sweet stuff, to enjoy it and to feel healthy, happy and fulfilled after the meal without thinking “what’s for dessert” or “maybe I should have seconds”.
So I have decided that I have to be like a recovering alcoholic and not have a gram of refined sugar in my diet. Notice the clarification of ‘refined’ here – just so that you’ll know that I’m not a TOTAL loony – I eat fresh and dried fruit :)
A couple of days ago I actually had a little relapse – I made rice crispy treats with the boys and ended up licking the spoon that was covered in melted chocolate. Yum. Chocolate tastes good, I cannot argue with that. BUT – about 10 minutes later I noticed that I was eyeing the tin of Tim Tams and then all the left-over Christmas chocolates. I kept thinking “hmmm… what else sweet can I eat? what do we have? I’ll just have a little bit more. what’s the point of living otherwise?”
I had received proof again that my brain cannot do moderation when sugar is in question.
So I made myself a cup of liquorice tea and I haven’t touched anything sweet since.
(Interestingly dried fruit, which is quite sweet, does not make me want more or to hunt for chocolate or biscuits.)
I am sure that I will give in to chocolate more than once or twice in the next year, but I will get back up and be sugar free for as many days out of the next 354 days as I possibly can.
Is this possibly the craziest new year’s resolution ever or has anyone else made even more radical changes to their life?