I stopped by the grocery store last night to pick up some sparkling water. It’s one of my vices. I love it. And as long as I get the unflavored versions, I’m good. (I hear the one with “natural flavor” added might be worse for us than we knew. And what IS allowable as “natural flavor” anyway.)
And as I was passing the nuts section, I was looking for something healthy and simple to add to my almonds. I use them when I notice a little blood sugar drop, or if I’m craving a salty snack.
And for a second, I was hovering over the Praline Glazed Pecans. I. Almost. Ate. One.
You know the simple little “sample” move. Might be illegal, or a nuisance. I’m not talking about grazing the bulk bins, I’m talking about getting ONE nut. One sugar covered nut. What could be the harm, right?
I stopped myself mid pluck. My internal voice spoke up, “Um, what’s the point? Sugar. Why? Looks good. Don’t. Okay.”
It was a quick dialogue and I’m sure I am no thinner this morning as a result of turning down a single sugary treat. BUT… It was the principle of the thing. I have committed to NO. And I’m sticking with it. It would’ve been easy to just have a single nut covered with crispy-sugary-toffee coating. I could have written it off as a little reward for my hard work.
I didn’t do it. I realized that I was rationalizing a little sugar intake. I was saying yes to a little slip. In the same way I’m not interested in beating myself up, I’m pretty flexible with myself, and my new plan. But this was different.
I wasn’t hungry. I wasn’t tired. I wasn’t craving sugar or anything else. I was coming in to treat myself with something 100% healthy, a bottle of plain sparkling water. And along the way, I was enticed by EVIL SUGAR. Not covert sugar, but tasty, simple, “just one bite,” sugar.
My tiny victory was really a much larger victory. As I left the store, sans sugary snack, I passed by the Halloween hall of candy. My renewed and strengthened brain said, “GROSS.”
I’m not trying to create an adverse reaction to sugar, but I am trying to reprogram my body and brain to evaluate what my point is when I’m craving a sugary or salty snack. Am I sad, or stressed, or angry? Am I happy and wanting to celebrate with a piece of pie? NOPE. Not today, devil sugar. Today I am happy to grab a bottle of water and walk right past all your flashy wrappers and promise of minor insulin comas.
Last night a little victory. Not a life or diet altering change. But a willful step towards my goal and a brief conscious examination of why I wanted the sugar. I just wanted it. It looked tasty. It would be tasty. And… I didn’t need it. And the little permission might have set off a craving later in the night, when I got home for more sugar. In fact, I’m almost sure that would’ve been the case.
Chalk up one for the plan. Score: ME-1, Devil Sugar-0. Yes, October is a great month to start my no-sugar regime. The perfect month, perhaps.
Take the next step,
image: my beverage of choice, john mcelhenney, cc 2014