Taste the Sweetness of Life

This morning Darrell hopped on his big hunken bathroom scales that looks like something from a doctor's office back in the 50s and excitedly exclaims "I'm down to 188."  "That's nice" is my bland return.  "I haven't stepped on the scales in a couple of months."  Nonchalantly I step on the scales.  Yikes!  Could I really have put on 10 pounds since I started dating Darrell?  Darrell starts laughing, his big toe was lightly pressing on the scales; but to my dismay when he stepped back, I still had put on 5 pounds.  Sweetly Darrell tells me how good those 5 pounds look on me.

Darrell is a super duper person and I have a wonderful time with him but he has found my weakness.  Sugar!  For as long as I can remember I have worshipped sugar, all forms of sugar; crystals, powdered, honey, fruit, anything sweet.  In Darrell's endeavor to make me happy, he has become my supplier.

I am declaring war on sugar.  I fully expect this to be one of the hardest things I've done, (especially since Halloween is just around the corner with all that candy supposedly for children when in truth it is for me, the Candy Monster).  I am told to end an addiction one must substitute something good for the harmful substance.  I intend to substitute the sweetness of life for cakes, cookies and candies, the terrible Cs.  No more sugar or overdosing on carbohydrates.  Instead I will devote myself to savoring the sweet things in life such as my grandchildren, visits with family and friends, lunch dates with girlfriends and of course my upcoming trips to Eureka Springs, the Bahamas and to fabulous Spain.

To truly savor the sweetness of life I need to feel great; to do that I need to stop eating sugar and start exercising regularly.  Life is full of sweetness.  It just doesn't have to come in the form of sugar.