Sugar Sponsor Story #1
My sugar sponsor #1–her name is Bobby–and I went out to lunch at Mexico Cafe today and not a moment too soon. For the past week or so, I’ve been very close to throwing in the towel and eating sugar. Lots of it. There are several reasons for this:
1). I just plain old feel like it.
2). Haagen-Dazs Rocky Road ice cream is the bomb.
3). I haven’t lost a single pound in the past 12 days, so I’m beginning to question the validity of my hasty decision.
4). I’m beginning to justify myself by thinking that I don’t have cancer right now so what cancer cells could the sugar actually be feeding?
5). I don’t think my two naturopaths read this blog, so I could get away with it.
It’s been 30 days so far that I’ve been able to stay away from sugar. I keep telling myself if I can hang on a little bit longer, I can finally eat that coconut gelato on the beaches of Maui. I’d like to see someone stop me from that.
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4 thoughts on “Sugar Sponsor Story #1”
Yes, it was a valiant effort on your part.
I do remember our parting confession. It kept me from eating some Bit-O-Honey today. Bring it, lady.
What? Am I going to have to follow you all the way to Hawaii to keep an eye on you? Gee, this is a tough job!
Good try. One could always hope. If you think I’m going to have you ruin my vacation… ah, I mean, come along with us, you’ve got another thing coming. I plan on eating a little bit of sugar on that trip. :)
Darn, it was worth a try. Remember our parting confession yesterday, Game On!