Sugar free grocery shopping, oh my!

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C and I recently decided to give up sugar, resulting in a mass clean out of our cupboards and fridge. Today I went to the grocery store to buy some non-sugar supplies so that we would actually have food to eat.

Oh my god.

I actually paid attention to the sugar content of some things I wouldn’t have thought would be a problem, and I was stunned. Mustard, tomato sauce, low fat cheese (!!!). It’s no freaking wonder I struggle with cravings for sweet stuff, it’s in everything we eat!

Thank goodness I had done a bit of research so that I didn’t go home empty handed. The bulk of what I bought was fruit and veg, meat and several different types of nuts, so the amount of processed foods we will be eating is quite low. I got a few snacks, chips and dips (no added sugar and low overall sugar total), and swapped soft drink for mineral and soda water. We never drank full strength soft drink anyway, but I will be glad to cut soft drink from my diet altogether anyway. it just means I’m on the wine when it’s time to have a drink!

This morning I had a poached egg on a slice of toast, and lunch was a ham, cheese and tomato sandwich on sour dough. I’ve also purchased rolled oats and we have frozen berries, so that will be another breakfast option for me. Eventually I would like to remove bread from my diet and have it as a treat only, as I know I get quite bloated from it.

So from here it’s onwards and upwards. I’m just waiting for the withdrawals now, it’s going to be tough.

But so worth it.

New theme

So…….a new theme (again). What do you think? At the moment it’s using a stock photo in the header, but I’m planning on replacing that with a few of mine that will constantly cycle through every time you visit the site. It will be something new to look at – hooray!

Hopefully the page is a bit more interesting to look at, and will help keep you interested.

I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Does C know I write about him? He surely does

I write about C on this blog a lot. If you don’t know who C is, it’s my nickname for my amazing boyfriend. He first made an appearance way back in June 2011, when we went on our second date together. Since then, I’ve written about our relationship becoming official, right through to the small relationship issues we deal with. If I have thought it, I’ve blogged it (although I don’t think I ever actually wrote about when we finally said we loved each other).

More often than not, immediately after writing a post about my relationship (whether good or bad), someone usually says to me “does C know you’ve written about this?”.

He does, and he doesn’t.

He knows I blog, and he knows I write about our relationship. He’s read several of the posts, and he knows my style of writing. I’ve asked him what he thinks about my blogging of our relationship, and he genuinely has no concerns about it whatsoever. “Do as you like”, he says “I don’t mind”. The first time I told him I’d written about him, I stated that in no way would I ever reveal his identity on here (for his own privacy reasons), and would I ever approach a blog just to speak negatively of him. even then, I don’t think he would care. He trusts me to write fair and to be honest about each situation, and it’s those traits that I pride myself on. I would never disrespect him on here; it’s just not my style. I don’t write posts with the aim of venting anger at people, or calling them names. I write on here with the intention of working out what’s going on in my head, to analyse the situation, and to share my experiences with others potentially going through the same thing or who have experience and can share that with me.

C knows that, and that’s why he has no problem with it.

I actually had this conversation with someone again the other day, so last night approached the topic with him again just to make sure there still wasn’t an issue. There wasn’t, and he actually asked what had made me so insecure as to ask him again. Oops.

So to put it on the record, yes C knows about these posts. No he doesn’t know exact content, but if he wants to read them he knows he just has to ask. I have nothing to hide.

I love him, he loves me, and he trusts me. That’s all that matters.

Hi, my name is Kelsbells and I’m a sugar addict.

Hi, my name is Kelsbells and I’m a sugar addict.

I’ve written about being an addict before, and trying to give it up, but I now find myself 6 months later still addicted and 8kgs heavier. I’m back to a weight I swore I would never be at. To say that I’m disappointed would be an understatement. I’m disgusted, furious and more. I’m back to having cellulite on my legs, wobbly bits, and a gut.

I want it gone.

So this time I’m doing it the right way. I downloaded the book The Sweet Poison Quit Plan (a recommendation from some friends on twitter), I have a greater understanding of exactly where I can find sugar and in what foods, and I have myself a support network. Both C and I are going through this process together, so that when we’re struggling we each can turn to each other.

Phase 1 of sugar free - cleaning out the cupboard

The sorry state of our cupboard after removing anything containing sugar

I have the choice of going through this in private, or blogging my way through this challenge. I chose to blog about it in the hope that others thinking of going through the same process will be able to see and understand what goes on, and hopefully start their own progression to breaking the addiction. In fact, the author of one of the blogs that I read, Suger Coat It, also details her own process of giving up sugar. It was she who inspired me to start this process, although I doubt she knows it. I didn’t realise it was possible, and it implanted the seed in my mind. I mentioned it on twitter, got pointed in the direction of the book, and here I am today.

So it’s my turn to share it with you all.

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Rest break

I am taking a much deserved rest break on this Sunday afternoon to just chill on my bed. So far this morning I have:

  • Cleaned the bathroom
  • Changed the sheets on the bed
  • Washed the old sheets plus the set on the guest bed
  • Hung out the newly washed sheets
  • Folded clothes
  • Dusted
  • Wiped down every windowsill in the house
  • Picked up the dogs’ “business” from outside in the garden (all mushy after all the rain we have had, ew)
  • Cleaned our glass coffee table
  • Cleaned the kitchen
  • I’m a wee bit tired now. I think I deserve to chill out on the bed for half an hour now, don’t you?

    After all, I need to save some energy. I’m going to see Donavon Frankenreiter tonight with some friends.