So this may be the first time in my life where I don’t actually have a craving for sugar.  I’ve been doing the no sugar (for 1 month and 1 day—as of Saturday), which in any month other than February still wouldn’t be a full month.  And it’s only when I can finally have it again that I don’t feel like eating it.  Funny how that works.
I’m not sure what to do with that.  I ordered some delicious caramels from McCrea’sCandies to share with some friends and I’d like to try them, but there is a piece of me that says the second I put something sweet in my mouth it will all be over and I’ll just eat a cake the size of the Empire State building.
I’d really like to go forward only eating desserts on weekends, but as an all or nothing kind of girl, I’m not sure I can stick with that.
And there is something else too.  Only in this last week, I actually feel better.  I can’t quite put my finger on what’s different, but I just generally feel good.  Oddly, even if I don’t sleep well, I don’t feel as tired.  It could be a fluke and have nothing to do with sugar.  But if it is related to the sugar it makes me not want to eat it.
What a month of no sugar has taught me is that I’m really somewhat addicted to certain foods more than I used to be.  Also, I have good willpower.  I need to enact it instead of just excusing myself by saying I’m an all or nothing kind of girl.
Note: since writing this blog, I had two McCrea’s caramels.  They were yummy.  I survived, and I don’t have a craving for sweets any more than I did yesterday.
And in fairness to me, I’m living with Matt who in the first two days of March has consumed two chai teas, a couple sodas, a bag of Swedish fish, a very large chocolate chip cookie and a coffee Oreo ice cream with sugar cone.  By comparison I’m doing awesome.