Four years ago, almost to the day, I experienced a few wake-up calls, one of them with respect to sugar. I vowed on that day to limit my sugar intake, and four years into that vow, I can tell you I've failed miserably.
But today is a new day. And it's the day after I saw some of what diabetes might be doing to my dad. And if he can cut out the sugar, so can I. So I have made (yet) another vow to cut out sugar.
Which means I need a plan of attack and here it is: to increase my level of exercise as much as I can (considering I'm still nursing that injury) and cut out sugar. I'll keep my treat in the morning with my coffee only so long as I stop eating ice cream or cookies at night. If I can't manage taking out the sugar after dinner, if I go back to consuming more sugar than I should, I'm cutting good old glucose out entirely, just like Dad, just like FRN.
By the way, I consider my self pretty reliable, the sort of person who follows through with what she tries to do. But I could stand some help from my friends. So if you see me refusing sugar, nod your head in solidarity. If you see me eating it, slap the damn dessert out of my hand! I'll thank you for it.