Poorly tummy

In case anyone was wondering if my lapse led to anything else, no I got straight back on the sugar free horse. On Wednesday night I made some banana ice cream with cocoa in it. And it came back to see me again in the early hours of Thursday morning :-( Not good, and I think it's put me off banana for a long while. A lovely neighbour brought round some Pepsi Max to settle my stomach and I drank it all before remembering I'm not having artificial sweeteners, but I'm not going to beat myself up over it as it was to settle my stomach. Tonight's evening snack has been homemade popcorn sprinkled with cayenne pepper - yum. And a cup of Attic Spice choco tea, which is infused with cocoa beans and cloves amongst other things.

One thing I was reflecting on today is that it's much easier to steer clear of the sweet stuff now. Today I was home alone (not allowed back to work so soon after an upset stomach) and normally that would have led me to having one or two naughty treats in front of daytime TV. I drove past the supermarket and did consider it, but it was so easy to drive past. The allure had gone. I'm yet to encounter how strong the pull will be when I'm upset over something. I'm a big emotional eater. I also have certain rituals. Like if my hubby is away for the weekend, I will have a big bar of cadbury or galaxy to myself. Time will tell as he's away at the end of this month...

The juicy details

I feel a bit of a fraud posting my last entry like it was just the beginning.  Basically, I couldn’t wait for Daisy to finish her three months and hand over the reigns to me.  Last Tuesday I began my sugar free life, so it’s been over a week and I’ve already past the exciting, gruesome details part of the blog.  The juicy bit that anyone considering ditching sugar is interested in.  Not that I was in much of a fit state to be typing.  This is how I remember it.

Tuesday – A quiet day at home.  I ate sugar free and it was easy.  Curious to know how many Weight Watchers points I’d eaten without my legal fix, I totted it up and realised I should lose weight easily, despite eating nuts and increasing the fat content of my meals.

Wednesday – I boldly told the folks in the staffroom that I’m giving up sugar.  Most of them looked at me as if I'd grown an extra head, except for one kindred spirit who gave me some tips.  The caretaker told me he looks forward to meeting the new woman I will become.  I wasn’t sure how to take that.  I also worried about the timescale of Daisy’s withdrawal symptoms.  If I followed her pattern, I would be doomed for the Moonwalk I was due to complete.  Eek, what had I done?

Thursday – Oh boy.  I don’t remember much of the day.  I had the headache from hell.  I had trouble keeping my eyes open and people were commenting that I looked awful.  Kindred Spirit gave me a pep talk and told me I was going through the worst of it and not to listen to other people’s negativity.  By the time I had put the kids to bed, I had crammed a tonne of more natural carbs, including jacket potato, strawberries and banana ‘ice cream’ but nothing was helping – every tiny movement sent shockwaves through my head.  I felt sick and had weird spasms going on with my right eyelid.  I went to bed just past 8pm and was actually hallucinating. 

Friday – I woke up feeling pretty decent actually.  I slept past my 5am alarm, which is very rare for this confirmed insomniac. I still had the remnants of the headache and I did take some paracetamol which I wouldn’t normally.  Kindred Spirit had told me it was important to be gentle with myself after all.  Which brings me to…

Saturday – It seems my idea of being gentle with myself is power walking a marathon, half naked, for charity.  In the morning I felt like I had a cold coming so I glugged pints of water with Echinacea and didn’t tell anyone as I knew they’d tell me not to do the walk.  I packed my bumbag full of nuts and Nãkd snacks and headed to London.  I was worried as all my training had involved chocolate almonds and hot cross buns as fuel and every marathoner will tell you never to change your fuel source on marathon day.  I needn’t have worried.  Turns out nuts and Nãkd make very good power walking snacks combined with the banana they hand out on the walk. 

Sunday – Gah – the end of the Moonwalk and the porridge van wasn’t there like normal!  Most reluctantly I ate a large cheese burger and man, it tasted good.  I should have eaten another one.  I was blinkin hungry.  And when I got home I ate… 4 Oreos and a Cadbury Crème Egg.  Bad Tea Lady. The egg didn’t even taste that nice.  Note to self: from now on, after vigourous exercise, fill up on carbs and protein.  Onwards and upwards…

A proper hello

Hi, I'm TheTeaLady and I'm a sugar addict.  I'm a friend of Daisy's, and I've kind of hijacked her blog.  I did ask and she accepted.  The deal is, once my three months are up, I will pass on the reigns to someone else who wants to accept the Three Months Sugar Free challenge. 

Where Daisy goes in life, I tend to follow at some point in the future.  She's what you'd call a good influence on me.  So, enough of singing her praises.  I've been toying with the idea of going sugar free for a while.  I have yeast issues, a family history of diabetes and obesity and a crazy sweet tooth.  I was borderline morbidly obese a couple of years ago, and though I have got down to a much healthier weight (Still slightly over weight, but I'm a mummy with a tummy and a fair amount of muscle too), I'm aware that I'm hideously addicted to sugar and it leads me on binges that can last several weeks.  I want to kick the habit before I lose my leg through diabetes like one family member, or my sight like two family members.  The realities of diabetes are very close to my heart.

So, I’m giving up the white powder.  Cold turkey.  Like Daisy, I’ve read a little on the old internet about what to expect.  I’ve obviously followed her progress and can call on her for advice.  I’m scared.  I’m worried about the hidden sugars in foods that I don’t associate as being ‘sweet’ foods.  I’m scared that, as a perfectionist, I’ll fail because I physically can’t remove all refined white powdery blissfulness from my diet.  I’m a busy mum who works and generally lives in the same manic world you all do.  I just don’t have time to cook every single thing from scratch.  So, I think my basic rules will be – cook what I can from scratch. No sweets, cakes, biscuits and all the obvious stuff.  No artificial sweeteners.  And eat sugar if it is listed as the 5^th ingredient or lower on the ingredients list.  Exciting times J

Oh, and if you caught my first rather brief post, I completed the 26.2 mile Moonwalk sugar free J

You want me to do a marathon backwards?

Well Hi, I've landed and you've caught me on the run.  I have a lovely nice to meet you speech planned (thanking Daisy and all that important stuff), but my invitation to join Blogger arrived just as I'm about to walk out the door to complete the Moonwalk.  So Hello, and I'll write more when I've finished power walking a marathon, around London, in my bra, at midnight - sugar free!

adieu, bon appetite, and welcome to a new three monther.

Today marks three months since the start of this blog!

As the title states, I wanted to try the sugar free life for three months and I've done it. In fact I've cruised it.

The first couple of weeks were insanely hard, the headache almost took over for 24 hours! But my life is immeasurably improved.

In what way?

1. My moods have levelled out, there are few spikes or drops, but when they happen I know it's genuine.
2. I don't know when I'm due to start my period, other than a low feeling of pressure when I do start. There are no tears, no snapping at the family, no cramps nor backache.
3. I have energy to do things, it's a continuous energy that doesn't fluctuate throughout the day. 
4. I no longer feel like I've been filled with a thick liquid that makes moving seem like too much effort.
5. I no longer crave nor want sugar. I often think that I want a slice of cake, but it's not the same. My mind isn't taken over by the need for cake, I don't lose sight of anything else until I've sliced off a wedge and crammed it into my mouth, only to be filled with regret afterwards. I only want cake because, sometimes, I think I'm missing out. Then I just need to remember all the positives I have going for me instead.
6. The most important change is that I often, spontaneously, run around and play tag with my kids. And I've done this before they're too old to play tag. This is the best positive that has come from my experiment. 

Experiment? It now feels far more like a life change than an experiment now.

And as my three months are done it's time to pass it forward. I'm going to pass this blog to a friend of mine who also wants to try this experiment so, for anyone who has read this - thank you, good night and enjoy the lovely writings of a good friend from now on. 

Oh, and good luck on the moonwalk tonight :-)

daily menus.

I have been asked to write sample daily menus and, now I'm coming close to the end of my three months, I should talk about it.

Breakfast is always a variaron on the theme of porridge. Sometimes I eat the oats raw (it's a childhood thing, I love it). If it's cooked I add honey and nuts, when it's raw I add fruit. It's yummy ;)

Lunch could be eg. A 2 egg omelet with some kind of meat, some veggies like peppers, avocado, tomatoes, courgette. I may chuck in some cheese or seeds. Sometimes I do a salad with similar things. I might do soup. But it's usually a case of chucking together stuff that I have in the fridge...

Dinner is whatever we're eating for dinner, be it fish, chips and peas our curry our shepherds pie. Whatever it is, just ensure there's no sugar or chemical crap in it.

For pudding I often eat full fat, plain yogurt with honey and I might add some fruit or nuts. I also make 'Ice cream'. Put a sliced up banana in the freezer, once it's frozen (doesn't take long), whizz it up in a blender. It will go through a period of being granular before becoming like ready scoop ice cream.  add in some cocoa powder and some peanut butter for flavour.

I have a lot of recipes on pintrest, and I haven't found a dud one yet.

I'm still here.

I haven't abandoned my blog, far from it, I think about it often and what I should write. There comes my stumbling block - what should I write? The subject does seem to be a little too one dimensional to be able to delve into in depth.

I certainly haven't told many of the general populous that I'm not eating sugar as it seems to result in the same reaction.

Firstly the person looks at me as though I'm mad, they often give a high pitched laugh before launching in with comments regarding how they could never do that, they would but it's the chocolate you know. They couldn't live without the chocolate.

I know someone, online, who's son is an ex heroin addict. I say ex, but no one is ever an ex addict. Once addicted, always addicted. The difference is in the choice made. To keep going or to get help. I remember when she was at her wits end, when she didn't trust him nor believe a word he said. His desire for heroin overrode everything else.

I'm not saying that sugar does this to people but, as an outsider, I see it in a lot of people - it's as though sugar is humanity's shared dirty secret.

In the school I work in there are often cakes and biscuits in the staff room, left by someone who's celebrating their birthday. I no longer have any interest in them but I watch the staff do exactly what I remember doing. They come over, take one and sit down. They keep having little looks towards that packet, they laugh in a self effacing way and say "I'll just have one more!" Everyone laughs with them as they take one more. Then the others take that as their cue to have a cake too - they weren't the first to eat one, after all.

I see kids, my own included, see something sweet and sticky, their eyes get wider and they shout "chocolate!" excitedly. I even see it on kids tv when the presenters' eyes light up at the mention of something sweet, gooey and 'bad'. But they carry on normally, sometimes making negative faces, when taking about something healthy.

Sugar has made, and continues to make, the western population of this world fat. Our obesity issue is not down to our fat intake, it's the sugar or the sugar/fat combo.

My weight is still coming off - although I don't have vast quantities of weight to lose, I had put some on - in two months I have lost 6lbs. In my old fat-cutting days I'd have been horrified at how slowly it was coming off but I'm not trying now. I eat whatever I want, just without the sugar. I'm not suffering,  I'm rarely hungry and hardly think about food between meals.

I also haven't caught a single one of the colds that I've been in contact with during this time. And trust me, I've been sneezed on, coughed on and had bogies handed to me by numerous kids.

I know this entry in my blog seems very lecturey but it truly is just observation.