Sugar, Sugar, Sugar. Fail?

So remember that one time I made that "contract" and posted my quest for no sugar?

yeah....

well....

ya see....

sometimes I'm not so good at those things.

I have this problem. It's called: when I want something really bad, I do whatever it takes to get it, and I do get it. When I want something but then change my mind and decide I don't really care, everything falls apart and I don't reach my goal.

So guess what?


I decided I wanted some ice cream more than I wanted to be sugar free.
I decided I wanted some cookies when I was stressed.
I decided I actually consumed more calories in trying to satisfy my desire for treats with other foods than had I actually eaten that treat.
I decided I didn't really care.

So I stopped.
I think I made it about one consecutive week without sugar.
Life happens.
I have friends.
Friends have birthdays, and movie nights, and cookie cook offs.
I can't not participate.

I don't feel like a failure. Just like a little indecisive.
But I still know that sugar makes me feel a little sick.
I just need to always remember that, especially when the chocolate craving hits.
Which is always.

Now I'm just trying to eat healthy and enjoy living my life.

Excuse me while I go eat some brownies...

recipe here

Contract and Quest

Once upon a time Mr. Man and I went to Target and bought a scale. The conversation went something like this:
"We should get a digital one."
"But the analog is so much cheaper, we need to save some money."
"Well okay then."

A couple years later, Mr. Man reminded me that he has been telling me for years that we need a new scale. The conversation went something like this:
"We really need a new scale. That analog one sucks."
"Okay, I agree, but I thought you didn't want to spend money on that."
"What? I've been saying forever that we need a new scale!"
Apparently I had forgotten.

We're a funny couple.

So, last week, I bought a new scale. Digital. With body fat percentage and body water percentage approximations. Pretty schnazzy. But there's only one big problem. Now that it's so easy to weigh myself, and see it, and see my body fat percentage, and see how my weight fluctuates every hour of the day, I can't help weighing myself. Like three times a day. Mostly because I'm curious (and because it's new).

One night as I was contemplating the fluctuation of my weight and the murmuring of my tummy from sugar overdose, I realized something tragic. I have been running consistently for 3 months and I have not lost a pound.

Some may say that is wonderful. I eat like crazy. I eat whatever the heck I want, whenever I want, however much I want. Then I run like crazy and stay the same weight.
Some may say that's terrible. Running like crazy for 3 months and haven't lost a pound? Wow. What's wrong with you.

Honestly, I don't really care too much that I haven't really lost weight. I feel amazing. I feel beautiful. I feel strong. I feel very fit and in shape. I am very pleased with my body right now. However, I have a terrible sweet tooth, and I really hate how I feel after I eat too much sugar: sluggish, bloated, icky, gross, tired, etc. So I wrote myself a contract.

I'm a sucker for new clothes. I love getting new outfits and I have been feeling very untrendy and unfashionable lately, so a new outfit is the perfect reward for me. I also know that it is nearly impossible for me to enjoy celebrating two birthdays with no cake, so I thought two exceptions would be alright.

Anybody want to join me in this quest? It is so much easier to accomplish a hard goal when you have friends right there beside you working toward the same thing. Let me know if you want to join and we can keep each other motivated!

Here's to 32 days without treats!