I have become a sugar Nazi. I look for hidden sugar everywhere, and seek it out from packets and containers of processed food. It is one of the foundations of the program I am currently on, and the more I learn, the more I am amazed at how much of the stuff we put away, and how addictive it really is.
If you haven’t already, do yourself a favour and watch “That Sugar Film” available on the website here http://thatsugarfilm.com/
Its all about a bloke who is really fit and who eats a load of sugar and nearly kills himself. The twist in the movie, (and its a documentary BTW) is that he only eats “healthy” food. Mostly low fat processed stuff, but the type of food I have been eating for years and wondering why I was so fat. Theres a lot of interesting things about the science and biology of it all, which made a bit of sense to me, even though I paid little attention in science class in school.
There are a heap of other brilliant resources around for quitting sugar, “I quit sugar” is brilliant and has loads of recipes on the website here: https://iquitsugar.com/
I am now 3 weeks clean 🙂 and it has not been an easy task. I didn’t really get the cravings, or I thought I didn’t, but I was as cranky as the crankiest person and my fucks to give were few and far between. But, I stuck it out, and have not eaten processed stuff for a while now.
Since we are all at the beginning of this journey, and in addition to the warning about the language and toilet humour, I feel I should also warn those of a nervous disposition to avert their eyes from the photo content of this blog. I’m no expert in the photographing, but my iPhone is. However, my iPhone is yet to tell me how to edit stuff, so nothing will be photoshopped. It will all be honest to God, as it happens in my kitchen.
This morning, I made poached eggs, proper poached like proper cooks do with the boiling water, the vinegar and the leap of faith before you pour in the egg. They tasted lovely, but the yolks cooked a fair way from the whites in the pot, and they came out looking like male genitalia. Still, I wrapped them up and threw them on the plate.
So there you are, real photos of real food and real problems with the cheffing shizzle.
There will be more of this, be warned 🙂
That’s all for now folks,
Take care,BN x