Where the road leads next

Hi, my name is David and I am a sugar addict.

I have made great strides in the last months changing my diet, but Sunday's remain the "free day" to eat whatever I want. Yesterday that included 12 oz. of deliciously sweet 7-11 cappuccino, and a creme cheese donut.

We have made a habit of leaving the church after we play for the morning intersession time. I usually get a cup of coffee with some Splenda and creme, but I opted for the sweet stuff instead. My trip last Sunday and Monday to Chi-town threw me off my routine and all week I had been flirting with sugar. I gave little thought to how the donut would make me feel, and besides it was a stressful week and I needed it.

By the time we made it back to the church for the morning service I was feeling pretty good.

Once we arrived back home, I noticed that my wife had not touched her chocolate frosted glazed "pull apart" sugar donut. I volunteered to eat it, and I pulled each little sticky frosted dough ball apart in front of my daughter. I offered her a piece, but she said the smell of the sugar made her sick. I ate the whole thing, every last bit. It actually started making me sick half way through, but I finnished it to the horror of my 13 year old.

I am not proud of that moment. The only good that can be said is that my daughter does not eat like me.

Feeling the full effects of the sugar again, I sat and watched some late morning television until noon.

I wasn't hungry when my wife asked what we should do for lunch, but I had the presence of mind to suggest subs at Harris Teeter. Our other option was fast food, so considering that, it was a good choice. We picked up the subs and grabbed 2 bags of potato chips. So much for that.

By the time we finished our carb rich lunch at home, I was ready for a nap. I tried to fall asleep, I was tired, but I couldn't turn my mind off.

I decided to put the screens back on the house since the weather had turned cool enough to open the windows during the day. A trip to Home Depot was in order to check into some weather stripping, so the boy and I made a trip. Of course I couldn't leave without grabbing a bag of peanut M&M's. Thankfully, the drink we purchased was water.

It seems so ridiculous as I write all this down, what was wrong with me!

The rest of the day was not much better with stir fry and rice for dinner and ice cream for dessert. At least I didn't follow up with the remainder of the potato chips.

Needless to day I woke up this morning feeling like dog squeeze.

Thankfully, we got our grain mill back from the factory Friday. Thankfully, I talked about this "sugar issue" with my wife last night on the Way to Target to get a new bread maker.

So far this morning, I have been doing great! A slice of homemade whole wheat bread, a glass of detox powder, and 30 oz of water.

And a pounding headache.