Okay, I am just going to say this now: I don't think I can last for 51 more weeks. After a week of no sugar, things have been relatively smooth. Honestly though, I just don't know how long I can last. We had some friends over for dinner last night, and my good wife made (yes, she forced me) to make chocolate chip cookies as a dessert. She knows how much I love chocolate chip cookies, but apparently, the fact that I was on a strict, no sugar diet didn't matter to her. (Before she gets mad at me, let me say that she did make me some special enchiladas with some no-sugar corn tortillas (apparently, flour tortillas have sugar added to them), which was very nice.)
I can't tell you how much I wanted to eat one of those cookies. I survived the temptation, but it really made me start thinking about all of the things I am going to miss. Birthday cakes, pies, Emily's Fourth of July trifle, my own birthday cake, and my sister's wedding cake. I feel a little bad about that one. I mean, you only get to eat your sister's wedding cake once. I did think about taking a piece and saving it for after I am done with the no-sugar thing, but I don't think it will taste very good after eleven months.
The real problem is going to be condiments. I just love condiments, and I don't know how I am going to go a whole year without ketchup and honey-mustard dressing. The other day (on my long trip to Pocatello), I found myself, for about an hour, thinking about eating a hamburger without ketchup on it. I know that sounds crazy, but you tend to think about stuff like this when you can't eat sugar--especially when you are in the car and have nothing better to do. Honestly, a hamburger with no ketchup and no relish basically makes it not worth eating. Sure, you say, that is the point! Yes, it is the point, but I still feel like I have to mourn the loss. To think about pretty much eating no condiment except mustard (yellow mustard only, Grey Poupon has sugar in it) is hard. Especially since it will be a very, very long time before I can eat them again.
3 comments:
This makes me seriously want to send you treats in the mail.
I'm so mean!
But seriously...I have to think even making it a few weeks into this will probably change your life-offer you a reset of sorts in how you view food.
fingers crossed.
You really should feel bad about missing out on the wedding cake. I was there at the taste testing... let's just say it's the best cake I've ever had. Luckily though, you have two sisters. So while you might miss out on one cake, you can have some at the next wedding. And come on, you know Jessie's wedding is going to be way better.
It's like having chips without a soda. Or pizza without soda. I feel your pain.
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