The Day Before: Making the Commitment

Yesterday was not a good day. I felt yucky. And tired. And tired of feeling yucky. So, in between bites of my donut (something I wouldn't normally eat, but would if hubs brings is home) and slurps of coffee, I researched ideas for changing my diet to help me feel better. For the gajillionth time. 

Low fat? Don't think so. 

No carbs? No can do.

Pay for someone to tell me something I can find out on google?? Huh-uh. Sorry Weight Watchers. Unless there's a guarantee that I will be rockin' a string bikini in your next before-and-after commercial, I can't go there.

Sugar-free? WHAT THE HE**. How can anyone live without sugar. What the f is wrong with these people? 

Waaaaait a minute... Back the truck up. Sugar-free, but all I have to do is cut out refined sugar and sugar alternatives? That sounds okay. 

So I'm jumping in with both feet. For the next year, I am doing the sugar-free thing. I know this will take a shit ton of willpower, which is hard to muster when the bowl of Dove chocolates is staring at me from across the office, or when hubs asks for my mom's super-amazing chocolate chip cookie recipe. 

What am I getting myself into??

Today is day one. I'm halfway through.