Normally I don’t take in too much processed, sugary food like sweets, chocolate and cake.
If I am offered something I usually willingly say yes but don’t keep anything in the house
This year was the first time I had spent the build up to Christmas in England and done my own shopping. “Oh yes better get some mince pies in and that essential box of cheap “chocolates” you know with colourful wrappers, familiar and such soothing textures.” Wonder if that’s why the Americans call it “candy” makes me think of something crunchy and sugar. Chocolate is a misnomer anyway because the percentage of sugar is way higher than any cocoa. How do I know? Because I could feel the addiction, just one wouldn’t do, nothing less than a handful and that horrible bloated feeling and coated teeth. Of course I could refuse but even my discipline gets wobbly at times.
By 29 december I could see black shadows under my eyes, and was feeling tired. It didn’t stop me hoovering up profiteroles, mince pies, tiramisu and cola at a party, I quite had the taste for it and was beginning to crave it. Better just finish off the trifle or it will be wasted!! I became increasingly irritable, restless, sleeping badly, my body was shouting loudly “Get a grip”. Jamie Oliver I'm right behind you, imagine having to teach children loaded up with sugar!
Luckily I have a few tricks up my sleeve.
- Firstly eliminate all sugary things from the house or at least have them well hidden.
- Make a big pot of brown rice and eat it whenever you get a craving. Important to chew it well, it releases the natural sugar.
- Enjoy the discipline, knowing that there are just a few delectable chocolates still in the fridge, I can walk away from them because I am nourishing myself with some good soups, beans and back to “normal” diet.