My first thought this morning was of sour keys. This is not normal. Even for me. I must be in withdrawal.
I check my email on my way to work and I find a new message from “Katie Couric & The Fed Up Team” (I’ve signed up for the initiative’s motivational newsletter). It contains today’s tip of the day, which involves reading Nutritional Facts labels and learning the 56 different names for sugar. Some are familiar (cane sugar, brown sugar, corn syrup) some are not (galactose, diatase, panocha) and some, to my sugar-addicted brain, sound like candy I would totally like to try (buttered syrup, grape sugar, golden syrup).
Armed with this new information about sugar’s various aliases, I pop into a grocery store in search of a Fed-Up-approved snack bar to replace yesterday’s boring almonds. Easier said than done: most of the so-called healthy bars on offer are full of agave nectar and brown rice syrup. I’m about to give up and buy more almonds when I spot a brand called Nakd. The ingredients: cashews and dates. I don’t think anyone has ever been so excited about dates before in the history of dates.
Today’s big challenge came during a lunch meeting at a Yorkville café. These days eating out with people means navigating any number of dietary restrictions (gluten-free, nut-free, dairy-free, carb-free, vegetarian, paleo, etc.) so no one bats an eye at my sugar-free situation. We all order salads with dressing on the side, but when the restaurant manager offers us complimentary dessert, I feel like the biggest bummer on the planet when I decline, because seriously, WHO DOES THAT?! My dining companions politely follow my lead, but I’m sure they were secretly cursing me for coming between them and their creme brûlée. I would be.
By the end of the day, I’m feeling worn down and completely exhausted, which could either be a result of my sugar withdrawal or my carb withdrawal or maybe it’s a result of my going to bed so early last night. Either way, I’m feeling low on energy… but encouraged! I turned down free dessert today so I must really be serious about this thing.
Day-two state of mind: Give me aaaaaall the dates!