For several days now, I've started to notice that I'm gaining weight. At first I was happy, because since I had my first gastritis attack in January, I think I've lost more than 15 pounds precipitously, and at my age, muscle flaccidity is very noticeable after an event like this.
Of course, you might say that with a little exercise I would be as good as new considering that I am not an obese person, but I am a sedentary person who does not do specialized physical exercises, although I walk 3 km daily plus the constant routes within the work facility could add up to: 3.5 km routinely... I think that at least that allows me to maintain a certain level of articulation and keep away the muscular stiffness in my shoulders, but I know that it is not enough.
Anyway, I was telling you about "my recovery," especially since I had finally managed to calm my stomach and had a new eating pattern that, with patience, discipline, and perseverance, allowed me to move forward. But... I started bribing myself again with old tricks:
1. Small portions of sweets won't be harmful.
2. An extra teaspoon of rice won't make a difference.
3. A little sauce will add more flavor to your meal.
4. A fried plantain is harmless.
5. A malt beverage every two or three days will only give you energy.
...The endless cycle...
This is my entry for the weekend commitments our host Galenkp has graciously prepared for us...and the topic is, of course: Could you give up sugar forever? As a child, my parents never stuffed me with sweets. In fact, there were almost never any homemade sweets at home. My mother was a terrible cook, and aside from making a flan with six eggs once a month, you couldn't find anything sweet in the refrigerator. Later, over time, my father introduced rice pudding. So, why is my obsession with sweets? It's simple, refined sugar is highly addictive, and if I don't consume it I think I'll die of hunger or have a fainting spell. At that moment when I have a lollipop in my hands (a yogurt one), my mind doesn't remember any of the terrifying episodes I experienced in a hospital emergency room at three in the morning without any pain relief. Is it fair? No. I Am crazy? Yes. It's difficult, because when I feel better, recovered, overcoming a thousand pricks in my buttocks after putting on 15 vitamins, hunger gnaws at me to the soul, and it's such a desperation to fill my stomach that I forget that all the simple carbohydrates I ate inevitably became cellular, mental, and muscular glucose and filled my liver...poor liver. Ideally, I would eat at least zero sweets, because I have experienced that when it's like this: zero, zero, zero sweets... my intestines return to normal, my digestion normalizes, and I get sick much less. But I also admit that I have greatly reduced the amount of sugar I use in my food. To the point that when my husband makes me breakfast, I always remind him that I add the sugar portion to the milk or yogurt myself. When I try to make a homemade dessert, everyone complains that I don't get it right. I make different fruit juices: mine, theirs. My fritters don't have syrup, and I'm able to refuse a dessert at certain times. As you can see, I try to regulate it, but I can't completely eradicate it. At least in the mornings, it's essential for me to have the energy of a spoonful of sugar at breakfast, and anything I consume more than that is my fault. So, could I give up sugar altogether? No, for now, I don't think it's strictly necessary. Keeping myself under control is important, though difficult. Every time I walk past a store, I feel like a vampire salivating over the red cases filled with chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry candies, and it's hard to ignore them... but it's not impossible, because my will to resist remains strong, even if a lollipop occasionally tempts me. Finally, and most of all, I ask you to be careful with the amount of sugar you consume... everything in moderation will be fine, everything in excess will be worse. Happy week to you.
Live to eat, or eat to live?
Explain why, or why not.
Will a tiny teaspoon of brown sugar be enough?
Vegetables can be boring, but I wish I had them all year round.
Nothing happens by eating one candy, the difficult thing is wanting them all.
Despite my medical problems, I can safely consume the substance β-D-fructofuranosyl α-D-glucopyranoside in low proportions
These coffee shops blow my mind...they look so chic...and sweet.
Always very grateful for your reading.
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