My Thoughts

Day 4 of my "no refined sugar or wheat" experiment.........today is proving a bit more difficult than I want to admit.  Sugar.....my drug of choice.  What this means is that I have to literally change everything about my consumption habits.  And I mean everything. Admittedly, the hardest part will be for Whitney.  She has only asked for some sugar based food about a dozen or so times.  As I made the sweet tea, she had to pause to tell me she wanted her own pitcher of sweetened tea and explained how to make 2 pitchers of tea.  So so so funny. I had to take blueberries to my blood donation because all the blood bank offers is sugar and wheat products.  At the grocery store, I had to consistently return items to the shelf because in the ingredient somewhere was wheat, oat or sugar.  While Whitney had a sandwich, I made meat and cheese roll-ups with a cup of broccoli cheddar soup.  And I do not like unsweetened tea, but I was tired of drinkin...

Beware prayers..............seriously. Not to make light of prayer because I believe in the power of prayer, but I was given some information yesterday that sorta shook me out of complacency.  I have been praying for years for help in my fight against my extra weight.  As long as my blood pressure, cholesterol and sugar levels have been good, I have arrogantly been able to prolong the serious discussion about loosing weight and working out. I can provide the correct answers when asked................a healthy life includes exercise and healthy eating, but I have been unable to walk the talk.  The reasons are deeply personal and numerous, reasons I have shared with very few.  I, like many others, am a creature of denial, and I have known for a long time that the only way I'd truly get my act together would be at the benefit of my own health. It's a truly dangerous arrogance here.....................pushing myself to the point of poor health, living in denial. ...