I used to be scared witless at the thought of giving up my drug of choice - sugar. It was a real love/hate relationship - couldn't live with it, couldn't live without it.
I started doing the food methodically and as outlined in Potatoes not Prozac (rather than my own version of events LOL!) properly in early 2006. I had dabbled ever since the first book came out in 1999. This time round I was making steady progress through the steps - feeling hugely better by step 3.
I detoxed from sugar in June 2007 completely by accident. I was going to have one last summer eating ice creams with my kids (addict thinking anyone?!) But my body had other ideas.
Looking back at my journal, sugar had been gone from my meals for three days before I even realised! And it was completely painless too! A complete non-event. Nobody more surprised than me.
Who knew?!?!?
Well, it seems that Dr Kathleen DesMaisons did :)
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Sunday, 22 March 2015
Monday, 6 February 2012
My story so far...
I haven't posted for ages, have I!
It's not very often I look at my journey as a whole, but I was in a wistful mood so thought I would today.
One of my earliest memories was sneaking into the kitchen when my mum wasn't looking and making myself a white bread and margarine sandwich - or 3. This was before I was 10 years old.
When I was at Junior school my mum told the cook to just give me a piece of fruit for my pudding as I wasn't just having seconds, I was having thirds of pudding every single day. Boy was I mad at her!
Eventually I fell into the first job that was offered; I had no motivation; I was depressed and I would binge all day long on cookies and coffee.
My confidence was through the floor despite being smart. I was rebellious and withdrawn with wild mood-swings topped off with a sprinkle of crankiness.
When I wasn’t eating sugar and whites I was drinking. I lost whole weekends. I became a stay at home mum and clung to the house, not wanting to be seen. I was angry, moody and felt like a victim.
I didn’t know who I was or what I wanted from life and thought that losing weight was the answer to all the worldly ills - oh how wrong could I have been LOL – I was just sugar sensitive!
I found the book Potatoes not Prozac as soon as it came out. I was always on the look out for the latest thing. I read it and connected with it straight away but in typical sugar sensitive fashion I didn’t want to wait – I wanted it all NOW. It sat back on my shelf for another five years and I had to explore plenty more avenues before I would come back to it.
Eventually I threw my hands in the air and decided that I’d had enough of detours and I began with breakfast. It took me another two years of trying to do the program 'my way' before I got past step 2.
But I did it.
Around step 3 I began to feel surprisingly good. At this point I was no longer bingeing. I had never travelled on my own before but I really wanted to go to the Radiant Recovery Brits’ lunch in London (100 miles away). But I couldn’t figure out how I could possibly go. I asked for advice on the Brits list and I was given some baby steps and websites that I might look at for trains etc. I ended up going to the lunch and had a fabulous time! There's something really special about spending time with people who 'get it'.
My program progressed quite swiftly after that initial meeting and I detoxed totally by accident in June of 2007 - the sugar had been missing for 3 whole days before I had even realised. I was planning on detoxing after the summer holidays so that I could still have ice creams with my children but my body had other ideas! Talk about a non-event.
The following spring I flew to Amsterdam ON MY OWN to meet up with a couple of pals and we flew on to Boston together for a Radiant Recovery seminar in Maine. It was sublime.
This year I am flying to Albuquerque for Ranch for the first time. I’m really quite excited!
I am now happy the vast majority of the time, I eat just three meals a day, I am filled with joy and hope for the future. I know what full feels like, I wear make-up again, and am moving my body more. If something’s not quite right, I know how to fix it or know where to find the advice to do so. I am starting to dream again; to do the things that are important to me, to remember who *I* am, not someone who I thought I ought to be.
Last summer I found a really pretty skirt in a charity shop. It wasn’t my size but I loved it so much I bought it anyway. And then I wondered if I could make something out of it. Like a bag. So I bought a book on bag-making techniques and made a bucket bag. And then I made another one. And another.
And then when I began sewing so many different things I was encouraged to set up a blog to keep track of them all. And then my friends started to tell me that they liked what I was creating.
Fast forward to the present day. At the start of 2012 I started my own small-business. I have orders already. I am designing and sewing costumes for a local dance school. I will be tendering a quote to sew curtains for my local school. I have a stall booked at a local fun day. I have had a logo designed and am getting woven labels produced. In three days time I get to present my business idea to my class. I'm actually looking forward to it - boy is that a change!!
Focusing on the joy in my life and the energy that is flowing makes me feel so alive. I *know* that I’m on the right path now. I can feel it.
Well, that’s a glimpse of my story so far. I can’t wait to discover what exciting things are waiting patiently around the corner for me as I keep doing the food!
To be continued...
Cookies and coffee picture courtesy of Stuart Miles/FreeDigitalPhotos.net
It's not very often I look at my journey as a whole, but I was in a wistful mood so thought I would today.
One of my earliest memories was sneaking into the kitchen when my mum wasn't looking and making myself a white bread and margarine sandwich - or 3. This was before I was 10 years old.
When I was at Junior school my mum told the cook to just give me a piece of fruit for my pudding as I wasn't just having seconds, I was having thirds of pudding every single day. Boy was I mad at her!
Eventually I fell into the first job that was offered; I had no motivation; I was depressed and I would binge all day long on cookies and coffee.
My confidence was through the floor despite being smart. I was rebellious and withdrawn with wild mood-swings topped off with a sprinkle of crankiness.
When I wasn’t eating sugar and whites I was drinking. I lost whole weekends. I became a stay at home mum and clung to the house, not wanting to be seen. I was angry, moody and felt like a victim.
I didn’t know who I was or what I wanted from life and thought that losing weight was the answer to all the worldly ills - oh how wrong could I have been LOL – I was just sugar sensitive!
I found the book Potatoes not Prozac as soon as it came out. I was always on the look out for the latest thing. I read it and connected with it straight away but in typical sugar sensitive fashion I didn’t want to wait – I wanted it all NOW. It sat back on my shelf for another five years and I had to explore plenty more avenues before I would come back to it.
Eventually I threw my hands in the air and decided that I’d had enough of detours and I began with breakfast. It took me another two years of trying to do the program 'my way' before I got past step 2.
But I did it.
Around step 3 I began to feel surprisingly good. At this point I was no longer bingeing. I had never travelled on my own before but I really wanted to go to the Radiant Recovery Brits’ lunch in London (100 miles away). But I couldn’t figure out how I could possibly go. I asked for advice on the Brits list and I was given some baby steps and websites that I might look at for trains etc. I ended up going to the lunch and had a fabulous time! There's something really special about spending time with people who 'get it'.
My program progressed quite swiftly after that initial meeting and I detoxed totally by accident in June of 2007 - the sugar had been missing for 3 whole days before I had even realised. I was planning on detoxing after the summer holidays so that I could still have ice creams with my children but my body had other ideas! Talk about a non-event.
The following spring I flew to Amsterdam ON MY OWN to meet up with a couple of pals and we flew on to Boston together for a Radiant Recovery seminar in Maine. It was sublime.
This year I am flying to Albuquerque for Ranch for the first time. I’m really quite excited!
I am now happy the vast majority of the time, I eat just three meals a day, I am filled with joy and hope for the future. I know what full feels like, I wear make-up again, and am moving my body more. If something’s not quite right, I know how to fix it or know where to find the advice to do so. I am starting to dream again; to do the things that are important to me, to remember who *I* am, not someone who I thought I ought to be.
Last summer I found a really pretty skirt in a charity shop. It wasn’t my size but I loved it so much I bought it anyway. And then I wondered if I could make something out of it. Like a bag. So I bought a book on bag-making techniques and made a bucket bag. And then I made another one. And another.
And then when I began sewing so many different things I was encouraged to set up a blog to keep track of them all. And then my friends started to tell me that they liked what I was creating.
Fast forward to the present day. At the start of 2012 I started my own small-business. I have orders already. I am designing and sewing costumes for a local dance school. I will be tendering a quote to sew curtains for my local school. I have a stall booked at a local fun day. I have had a logo designed and am getting woven labels produced. In three days time I get to present my business idea to my class. I'm actually looking forward to it - boy is that a change!!
Focusing on the joy in my life and the energy that is flowing makes me feel so alive. I *know* that I’m on the right path now. I can feel it.
Well, that’s a glimpse of my story so far. I can’t wait to discover what exciting things are waiting patiently around the corner for me as I keep doing the food!
To be continued...
Cookies and coffee picture courtesy of Stuart Miles/FreeDigitalPhotos.net
Friday, 18 March 2011
People are talking about sugar sensitivity...
Well, it can't be just me, surely?
I just discovered this wonderful blog post about sugar sensitivity and recovery - love, love, love it!!!
Face to the Sunshine
I just discovered this wonderful blog post about sugar sensitivity and recovery - love, love, love it!!!
Face to the Sunshine
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