Tuesday, March 01, 2011

JOT Day 70 - Refined Sugar and my bundle of joy

Brain fog still remains, but I do feel about 2000% better than I did one week ago.

At times like these is when baby steps are even more valuable. They have even more impact than on days when we could tackle a gazillion things in our inboxes.

SoI'm counting posting this update, for Day 70--woo hoo!--as my babystep, because I could so easily say screw it, I'm not doing it.

And I am appreciating the amazing ability of my body/mind to right itself. With my assitance in giving it nutrients that don't cancel each other out--i.e. refined sugar, I'm taking off the load that put me where I am in the first place.

Our bodies weren't built to process that stuff, and we each react to its presence in different ways.

Mine particular ways and means are weight gain, of course, since each 4 grams of refined sugar equals a teaspoon of the stuff that eventually turns into body fat.

For those of you who drink canned sugar water (pop), how many teaspoons of sugar do you eat a day? Multiply the number of sugar grams times the number of servings, and then divide by 4.

It's amazing.

My body also reacts to chemicals much more easily as a response to the load sugar puts on my system.

And a repressed immune system.

That's my bundle of joy too.

Wah-h-h-h-h-h-h.

Mar 1, 2011 5:25:15 PM | JOT

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