One week, one half marathon, no sugar

I’ve made it a week without any sugar!   I literally had children waving bananas and fistfuls of Jelly Babies in my face on Sunday during the Eastbourne Half Marathon and still I remained true to my promise to shun all sugar for Lent. In all honesty I probably should have just had a Jelly BabyContinue reading “One week, one half marathon, no sugar”

Sugar-free life tastes like freedom

I feel like I’ve had an epiphany. It’s like the time I figured out where we go when we die (our brains are just transmitters picking up signals from a remote life source, and our ‘selves’ aren’t really present in our bodies like we’ve always thought, but powered remotely from one single immense energy sourceContinue reading “Sugar-free life tastes like freedom”

Life without sugar is pretty sweet

Day one of my ban on sugar is over. So far, I’m absolutely fine. I’m still alive, still sort of plump. I haven’t descended into a shaking, sweating, angry mess yet.  After reading extensively about the effects of giving up sugar I was actually expecting something a bit more interesting than this. People report headaches,Continue reading “Life without sugar is pretty sweet”

Six weeks without sugar

So this is how it ends. This is goodbye. After all the good times we shared together – the romantic dinners, the wild nights when you got me drunk (you always looked irresistible in toxic blue), the cosy evenings in on the sofa with duvets and films, the times you cheered me up when I wasContinue reading “Six weeks without sugar”