Saturday, August 03, 2013
Last night, Ron and I had dinner out. I ordered spicy shrimp something or other dish, looking forward to sauteed shrimp with veggies. ... what I got was a bowl of spaghetti with some steamed shrimp.... well, I was not thrilled, then I took notice, I didn't even want to taste the pasta. .. no interest. This is an all new feeling of not craving every morsel set infront of me.
Did I kick the sugar addiction? Maybe?
When those little chocolates with mint arrived at the table... oh, I love those! I didn't think twice, I just left them there.
Maybe I kicked it? Quitting sugar does feel a lot like when I quit smoking 10 years ago, when I really wanted it, It got easier, I found a mantra that worked "no, sorry, I don't smoke." Should I have a mantra for kicking sugar? I'm not sure I need it... I may have already killed the beast.