1. Lent is not 40 days. It is more like 48 or 50. For some unknown reason Sundays are not counted so giving something up for lent means giving it up for a longer period than you first thought.
2. I think my cravings went from a 2 at first (really just a knowledge that it wasn't there) to a 6 or 7 (an "I REALLY want this" feeling. Not so bad that I would die without it.) There were days I could totally make cookies with the boys and not have a desire for one little bite. Then there were evenings that I could have hijacked a deer and rode him to the nearest Circle K for a Little Debbie. I think these cravings were more psychological than physical. Except that time just before Aunt Flo arrived....
3. I don't think I dropped any weight. I, um, forgot to weigh myself on Ash Wednesday because I never weigh myself. Too depressing. And besides, it is just a number. Long ago I gave up caring what size my clothes were in favor of using my caring energy to find clothes that fit. So, If I dropped any weight, I cannot truthfully say. What I can say is my shorts fit. That is cool.
4. I feel better all around. On Easter Sunday, when I started eating sugar again, I was cranky and had afternoon fatigue. It could have been the thoughts of many sister-in-laws invading my house (just kidding, ladies!) or it could be the effect of refined sugar on my system. Since I had not that feeling the week before, I think it was the sugar. Also, my gut pain was not present. That, in and of itself, is a reason to continue not eating refined sugar.
5. I ended my sugar fast with a little Reece's bunny. I didn't like it. Part of me was happy: this means I will not be sneaking into the pantry and feeling guilty. Part of me was unhappy: Reece's are truly one of God's greatest gifts and I did not enjoy that gift. Hmmph.
6. Funny story: The boys wanted to make S'Mores one evening that was rather warmish. I was doing just fine until LegoMaster needed me to take a toasted marshmallow off of the stick. I inadvertently got some gooey-ness on my hand. I started to shake and twitch! I had to run inside and wash it off! It was pure torture to not be able to lick it off my hand. How had it come to this? I thought. Before I could return to the campfire, I had to get some energy out. So I vacuumed until I was no longer freaking out. LegoMaster had shrugged his shoulders and just thought me weird. DadOfAllTrades could not figure out why I ran into the house until the boys said "It is just that sugar thing, Dad." DadOfAllTrades just laughed. Hehe.
7. I think I will continue to limit my sugar intake since I did feel better without it. I will have sugar in my coffee, and have good desserts. I will use a short list of acceptable items, like cheesecake of any sort and good peach or apple pie a la mode. Other than that, I will pass. Malted milk balls: no thank you. Milky way: nope. Malley's chocolate toffees: Yes maamm. Hard candy: not so much.
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