Ok, it's time for the moment I've been dreading. Saying farewell to sugar. Cue: ugly cry.
Sugar and I go way back. Our relationship is ironclad and we don't let anything keep us apart. It’s what I run to during stressful times and celebrate with during joyful times. It never fails to give me that quick dose of happiness at first bite. It later leaves me feeling grumpy, tired, and hating myself a bit, but I am quick to forgive and forget this part. Alas, we see each other everyday, often multiple times a day.
Michael Pollan recounts his son's first bite of cake at his birthday party, "It was plain that his encounter with sugar had intoxicated him, was in fact an ecstasy, in the literal sense of that word. That is, he was beside himself with the pleasure of it, no longer here with me in space and time in quite the same way he had been just a moment before. Between bites Isaac gazed up at me in amazement...as if to exclaim, 'Your world contains this? From this day forward I shall dedicate my life to it.'"
Reading this rich description was jarring as I realized I have been captivated by sugar in the same way. And thus this decision. I've started reading The Case Against Sugar which I hope will help me stay on the path. It is a bit dense and research heavy, but has offered some jaw dropping facts about sugar already. I hope to share more as I educate myself.
I'm still formulating exactly what this sugar fast looks like for me. I'm aware of the line that I have to toe between too lenient, therefore missing the point and too strict where I quit immediately. Wish me luck, Lord knows I need it.