I have a confession to make. I fell off the sugar wagon.
If you remember, I've been trying to cut down on refined sugar and processed foods in my diet because it was making me feel just a wee bit on the crappy side. I did really well for a while, six small meals a day, no sugary drinks or foods, more nuts and seeds. Made me feel a lot better.
Today I realised – with a glass of orange juice, a bar of Green & Black's dark organic chocolate and a bag of champagne truffles on my desk – that I had sort of fallen off the sugar wagon. Well, less fallen off, more jumped off. Enthusiastically. This probably explains why I spent much of this afternoon either asleep or very nearly asleep.
So, here's another public declaration of intent to sort my damn diet out.
You know, I really admire Cory. He never seems to have this problem with Atkins, instead he seems to remain an enthusiastic perma-convert (correct me if I'm wrong, Cory). I don't have to do anything nearly as drastic as Atkins yet within a few months my diet has gone back to being all screwed up.
Well, guess I just need to finish off this carton of orange juice, and the chocolate, and then I can go back to being sugar-free. Then I need to remember that just because I feel better doesn't mean I can stop putting in the effort. 'Just one bottle of Coke' is not acceptible. It's all or nothing.
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