I've given up sugar before, cold turkey style but within a couple of months I've always gone back. This time will be different, I'm putting better NAC's in place and I'm interrupting old patterns - not allowing myself to make poor health choices, not having that sugary yoghurt at lunch time and taking the stairs (not all the stairs but we're doing this gradually).
Because I've been having smaller, lighter lunches I'm normally pretty hungry by the time I get home after work. It still means I eat late but I deliberately stay up for several hours to give my body time to process this intake.
I've not been having anything heavy either, I had a lovely baked potato and prawns last night - I've had to avoid pasta like the plague at these times. And thanks to melon and grape fruit pots from Sainsbury's, if I've needed something sweet this more than fulfils my requirement. Well that is until last night, this was the first time I really truly craved something sweet. Apart from ice cream which I turned down, there is nothing in the house, so I ate my fruit and then just ignored the craving. I was quite surprised at how strong the craving was but I persevered.
I keep repeating "It must change. I must change it. I can change it" in any times of weakness. I've incremently had to say it a lot less as the days have gone on. Yesterday I saw someone who was a projection of what I could be like if I didn't make a change and I forced myself to pay attention, to take in the details. To look at their body shape, compare it with my own and notice the similarities. To hear their breathing rasp because of the extra effort on their lungs due to weight, the way movement was proving more difficult. That is not where I want to be, it's not who I am. I am not that person and I will not allow myself to become that person. I am determined to make a change and to make that change a permanent habit for my life.