Monday, February 28, 2011
West Virginia Story #3, Ye Who Enter Here
Jul 29, 2010
“Ye who enter here, abandon all diets.” That should be the sign when entering.West Virginia. I had only been on my sugar free diet for a few weeks. It was due to medical reasons, so I have been strict as I could possibly be. I just couldn’t cheat a little here, or maybe just snack a little there. I couldn’t have anything. It was then that the trials really began.
My Grandma honestly tried to feed me a pie every single day. That’s right, every single day. I had to remind her that I couldn’t have anything with sugar. Then she would say, “Oh, that’s right.” But the next day she would do it again. I can’t count the number of pies, cake, and ice cream that went in and out of that house. I can honestly say I did not have a piece of any of them.
Then there was the family reunion, a place with more deserts than a Dairy Queen. It was filled with a ton of donuts, cake, pie, pastries, and topped off with Aunt Joyce’s famous homemade fudge. I had to walk away. I had to eat bread. Still yet, I did not touch one piece of desert.
I only drank Coke Zero and Iced Tea with Splenda. However, Coke has also come out with Coke Zero Vanilla, and Coke Zero Cherry. Both of those are great. I am thankful for the simple things like watermelon, peaches, and other great fruits. Without them, I think I would go crazy.
Speaking of crazy I am probably driving my girlfriend Roxy (not her real name) crazy. She would eat something that I couldn’t eat in front of me. I would ask her not to do that. She would then start to argue with me about it. I calmly explained to her that I have a disease. You see, I have an addiction to sugar, and addiction is defined as a disease. However, Roxy didn’t quite believe me. I told her she wouldn’t hold a whiskey bottle under an alcoholic’s nose, and she shouldn’t hold a pie underneath mine. She didn’t agree with that. So I guess we still have a few things to work on.
So the question is, how is this working out for me? Well, I feel a lot better. I am down ten pounds over eight weeks. I have been able to get more things accomplished. I have not had the tingling in my limbs that I had been having. I have not had any sugar crashes. I have also been eating less, not because I am trying, but just because I don’t feel the need to eat.
I’m not saying this is easy. In fact, I sympathize with addicts of all kinds. Even though I feel much better, I still want sugar. I still want all those sweet things that I can’t eat. Like an addict I realize that this is a lifelong commitment. I can’t be too mad. For thirty three years I had a good time enjoying all those sugary things. That’s a good amount of time, and during that time I probably had more than I should have anyway.