The Real Reason I Stopped Eating Sugar

7 Feb

So I met some friends for lunch today. We went to the cutest little french restaurant. As soon as stepped in I was greeted with the most beautiful dessert case and the smell of fresh croissants wafting to and fro. At the table, awaiting my arrival was of course, a fresh basket of french bread…everyone was digging in. And I have to say…I was not tempted in the least! Now anyone with food “issues” can understand what a monumental moment this is. I see bread basket, I eat bread basket. That’s pretty much how this use to go down. And if you were too slow to get a second piece… sorry for ya! So this was a heavens parting, clouds disappearing kind of moment. A choir of angels were singing Hallll -le – lu-jah in the background. Everyone could hear it. I felt…in a word…awesome!


Ok so what the hell does this have to do with not eating sugar? Well, once upon a time, not too long ago, I lived in a far-away land called denial. Sweat pants were the daily uniform and sugar was my BEST friend.  If I didn’t step on the scale it was as if what I ate didn’t count. When I finally had to weigh in at a Dr.’s office I got the shock of my life. I was over 200 pounds. Again!!!

The feelings of shame and defeat that come with weight gain are bad enough. I find it quadrupled when you’ve lost weight, been congratulated by everyone and their mama, and then sloooowly, (or quickly), begun the ascent to fatdom once again.

So I tried what any sane human being would do. Diet mania ignite! I joined WW, then Jenny Craig, and topped it off with a failed attempt at the Master Cleanse. And after all was said and done I was up 11 more pounds. HA! It turns out my body was SICK of being told what to do. I hadn’t listened to it all those months as I ate myself into oblivion, and now my wonderful, intelligent body was not about to take orders from me and bow to my iron will and demands. Nope. I cried, protested and wanted to push it harder, but my lifetime of dieting had officially reached the end of the road.

As a final resource and with total resignation, I decided to listen to the wisdom of my body. I figured if it could pump blood, digest food, breathe for me, fall asleep, and wake up without my say then maybe, juuust maybe it could teach me how to eat. Because I. Was. LOST!

But I knew my wires were crossed from all the processed shit I consumed on a regular basis. Cravings and compulsions were running the show! So my body told me to cut back on sugar (including refined white flour). It actually told me to not eat any sugar, at least to begin with. I innately knew that my body needed time to get off the white powdery crack cocaine of the food kingdom. This is where changing one’s “diet” differs from you better do what I say “dieting”. I knew in order to really feel my true appetite, I needed to tune out the loud white noise that was sugar. Now I’m not saying that I will never eat sugar, never ever again, but I must say I love, love, love the freedom I get from not eating it.  It’s the difference between white knuckling it through a lunch with my friends obsessing about the bread basket (or inhaling it), and feeling zero interest in something I know would make me feel foggy, craving, and a little insane. I didn’t quit sugar to lose weight or impose a strict rule on my body, although in the process I’ve lost 40 pounds and found a deeper connection to my natural appetite. I quit it because I value freedom above all else. And food had become my master. I was food’s bitch! Not cool. As I step into new experiences in my life, and grow more into the woman I really am, I just know I need all the sanity I can get. Connecting with my body feels so incredible and new. My belly is talking to me. OK that sounds weird, but does anyone else feel like this? I feel a sense of calm as I eat when I’m slightly hungry and stop when I’m comfortably full. I guess it’s an intuition. Either way, thank you body and for now, farewell sugar.




4 Responses to “The Real Reason I Stopped Eating Sugar”

  1. A Paleo Journey February 7, 2013 at 6:54 pm #

    I love this note!! I write a blog about my paleo journey and man do I know exactly what you are feeling here. I will be writing a post and linking you in it…so cool to hear my own thoughts on paper coming from someone else to know that indeed I am not crazy either!

    • talktocarla February 7, 2013 at 8:51 pm #

      thank you for this awesome comment! i love knowing that someone else out there “gets it”! 🙂

  2. sassyred79 February 19, 2013 at 8:03 pm #

    Wow. Well said. Your post sounded like how I feel. Thanks so much for writing it…validates how I feel…sugar is like a drug to me.

    • carlaholden February 19, 2013 at 8:46 pm #

      it sure is… eating sugar automatically starts me off struggling with food and major cravings. the longer i go without the white stuff the better i feel.
      thanks robyn!

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