You know how I’ve made this life style change in as far as food goes …… well, there’s been an interesting outcome – apart from all the benefits I’ve mentioned in another post and I’ve made a discovery!
And just to remind you, this is what I’ve done: 12 weeks ago I gave up on sugar and wheat. This meant I had to make all my own food to ensure I wasn’t taking in all those hidden additives and I also haven’t eaten any fruit the whole time. I’ve been very wary of high sugar vegetables too – potatoes have rarely made it to the plate for instance – concentrating instead on leafy greens, home-made sprouted seeds and the like.
I’ve loved it, and the results have been so spectacular that I have no intention of reverting to my old habits. I have been pleasantly surprised by the fact that I haven’t missed my old friends – bread, buns, fried chicken, chocolate, ice-cream, fries, crisps. Pasta and potatoes have been replaced with brown rice, quinoa and lentils. .A staple foodstuff has been chicken soup the way grandma used to make it, and my daily diet mostly consists of my old friends those cheese and oat cakes mentioned in another earlier post and a variety of salads.
On two occasions in these twelve weeks I found I wanted something sweet – and wandered over to inspect the fridge, the freezer and the pantry. Finding nothing, I drank a glass of water and, getting out of my own way, forgot about it.
But after the initial detox period of eight weeks you are supposed to gently reintroduce fruit back into your life. I’ve been slow to do this for a couple of reasons. One is I’m scared. I don’t want to undo the good that has been done. I don’t want to live in a sore and painful body again, I don’t want to risk regaining the inflammation and weight that has so miraculously disappeared. So for three weeks I conveniently forgot to purchase some fruit from the market and carried on as usual.
But I found a yummy and healthy sweet recipe – something for those times when you just want a little something extra – and thought I might have a go at it. In place of sugar it uses pear syrup, so I duly went on-line and purchased a bottle of organic pear syrup, guaranteed to be nothing but and therefore free of those nasty things that scare me.
When it arrived I took the cap off and removed that little plasticky cover from the top. It had a film of pear syrup on it. I ran my finger over that plasticky cover and put my finger in my mouth.
A few moments later I removed myself from the ceiling and, holding the top of my head firmly in place, gathered my wits about me and said to Orlando “Wow!”
My palate was buzzing with flavours and sweetness and layers and layers of summer memories. It kept on buzzing for at least a half hour. The taste in my mouth would ease back and then zoom up again. I gave myself over to the extraordinary sensation of experiencing a natural sugar high. I wandered if this is what it is like for a heroin addict – you know the effect of that first shot that they try to recreate by using again and again. [Have I just discovered the cure for drug addiction? You can only use once every three months if you want the high!]
So this is my discovery: ‘Sweet’ is not found in our daily intake of sugar in all its disguises.
This is my suggestion: Remove sugar from your diet – and all those nasty pretend sweeteners also – live your life for three months, then stick your finger into some natural fruit syrup and taste it. Then you will understand what ‘sweet’ is.
I tell you, an orchestra will play, violins will soar through your palate, cellos will hold the base-note, and a soprano will trill her high C’s through the top of your head!
And I know you will join with me and holler “Wow!” as you remove yourself from your ceiling…….
.Now go listen to the other post – it’s all in there!
Thanks for dropping by and have a great day…………