It was my first day back to the gym after about six days. Because my body was used to not moving, it was starting to get used to it. I also noticed that a little bit of sugar and definitely more carbohydrates were sneaking into my diet. Not a good sign. Usually, this is time I would just throw it all away--
all of my progress, my hard work at the gym, but most of all my new found sanity and peace around food. But I was finally able to get some good exercise and it felt like a light had been switched back on. Suddenly, I had the will to eat food that was good for me. It felt like I was home.
I should have written this yesterday, because today things got a little bit wonky. I managed to abstain from recreational sugar, my drug of choice all day. This, despite going to an Easter egg hunt with my kids and having many pieces of candy pass through my hands. I had been able to distinguish between my food and their food until after dinner and a glass or two of wine. I was giving the kids a piece of their candy and I found myself unwrapping a piece for myself. Then another piece, and then another. This is something I'm going to have to look at, if I've decided that my life is better without the sugar. Crikey.