I’m back on the wagon.
By that, I mean, I’ve stopped eating sugar…. again. It’s possibly comparable to, say, trying to quit smoking in Ireland or trying to not eat bread in Germany.
Sugar. Is. Everywhere.
I successfully gave up sugar last year for about 5 months. And then earlier this year I gave it up for Lent.
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Whenever I talk about this to people they invariably suggest moderation. It’s a good suggestion (and a popular one). Unfortunately, sugar is my trigger to not eat in moderation… so if I just choose one day a week to eat sugar? I spend the two days after that fighting with all of my being to not eat sugar. Whereas, if I never eat it, then I have a much easier time resisting. Not only that, but my cravings in general are reduced…..
The hardest part is finding a solid reason to cling to in moments when I’m tempted. The other day I was in the classroom all day working on homework. Sitting on the counter were two large ziplock bags full of chocolate chip cookies. I did fine all day long with them sitting there. Then, just before I was going to leave that room a few guys came in and saw the cookies. Have you witnessed how men act around chocolate chip cookies? They appear to be receiving great treasures after years of poverty or an expensive meal after months of starvation the way that they drool and moan over chocolate chip cookies.
So, these guys see the cookies and do the man/cookie thing. At one point they’re practically surrounding me in their individual cookie ecstasy and suddenly it felt like some horrible assault on the purity of my heart.
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I actually yelled at them, “STOP WITH THE COOKIE LUST!! I’M NOT EATING SUGAR AND YOU’RE MAKING ME CRAZY!!!”
They dispersed, but with difficulty. They loved the cookies so much.
Then? After they’re gone, I see that they have left both bags open. OF COURSE I have to go close them and have to smell the cookies as I close the bags. I did not eat any, but I did feel some resentment toward their mothers for not teaching them to cover food after taking some out of a shared container.
So, there’s that. The three other things I’m working on lately are basics. Sleep, exercise and time with Jesus.
The benefits of doing all four of these things are huge. Sanity, joy, energy, love… and enough to share.
What about you? What the basics that help you be a nice human?