Ever since the holidays, I’ve been in denial. I surface every now and then and know what I need to do, but my drug of choice has eventually dragged me down into a pit of desperation. Sometimes it’s the drip, drip, drip of subtle numbness obscuring my natural energy. At other times, I am hurtling downward in a spiral of addiction that hijacks my days and leaves me sleepless, tired and full of regret.
Last week I sat atop a pile of sugar and white flour, mainlining my drug of choice for days. I felt so bad by Friday night, I texted my coach in defeat. I knew I had to listen to my body and make some progress. I have been sugar-free for four days. Yesterday was pretty bad but not nearly as bad as the first time I detoxed from sugar. I knew what to expect. I knew if I hung in there, ate lots of nutritious fat and stayed clear of refined sugar and flour, I would hit paydirt.
Last night I slept like a baby, and my mind is clear this morning. I’m not sure how long it will last as this feeling will ebb and flow for the next week or so until I’m out of the woods, but I’m going to mark the spot and revel in this amazing feeling for a bit. This moment is paydirt for a sugar detox. And I LOVE feeling this way!
Have a great day, y’all! Get out of your denial if you are in it. There is joy on the other side.