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Have you ever met anyone who, given the choice, would CHOOSE to be irritable, achy (and not just a little achy), tired, discouraged, bloated and as a good friend recently described me - totally up and down?  I have.  Introducing - Me.  Those things don't sound like something anyone would CHOOSE, do they?  And how do I even know I have a CHOICE?  Well, because I have experienced life on the other side - for months at a time.  And, it is amazing!  I KNOW that I can feel energetic, motivated, painless (well, almost - I did take a nose dive off a 20 foot cliff), stable and consistently happier!  I've done it.  Then, I didn't.  Then, I did again.  What is IT?  Sugar.  Sugar and I are like two peas in a pod - except the pod squeezes the life out of me and I keep choosing to jump back in the pod.  My most recent success in the sugar area lasted almost 6 months and even my husband couldn't believe the difference in my overall personality.  It was funny to hear him describing how different I was to friends and even complete strangers (and a little sad too, picturing my pre-sugar free self).

This week I thought I'd relax a little on my sugar fast and I took a turn for the worse - immediately.  I am not kidding you, I can barely walk up my own stairs.  I started making plans for a one story house - but because we can't afford to move, I decided to move our daughter's room upstairs (though she's barely old enough to walk up them) and cram our washer and dryer (which currently resides in the basement) into our overcrowded bathroom.  Or, I could just stop eating the "white stuff".

In all honesty, I'm not exactly sure what the point of this blog post is.  For the most part my blog has been about counting blessings and contemplating my faith - but both of those are so much harder to do when my brain is foggy (and that is exactly how it feels when I'm eating too much sugar...which for me is pretty much ANY).  I guess I'm just ready to talk about it - so I've added a SUGAR WARS tab to my blog.  I don't have an outline or even a good idea of what I'm going to say - but I'm here and I'm ready to record and reflect my thoughts, feelings and maybe even a few recipes?  I hope I won't come across as an extremist (which is one thing that kept me from bringing this up in the past).  But you know what - in a way I don't mind being extreme - especially when I feel EXTREMELY better.

So here goes - today I'm ready to fight the sugar battle - again.

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  1. Your not alone. It's so hard not to overdo it with sugar .... and starch! Don't forget those good soldiers to help fight the battle over those bad bugs! ;)

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