January 9th, 2025
Today, I am feeling tired.
I had a slower start than usual leaving the house around 7:25, opposed to 7, but I still made it to work before 8. I begrudgingly caught up on some work and then headed downtown to a meeting of similar talent professionals. It is a nice small group and since we have not met since November, I was looking forward to reconvening from 10-12. One nice part about our meetings here is that we are always sent a menu ahead of time from a local restaurant to choose something off of UberEats. Of course, the menu we were sent today had King Cakes and all sorts of wonderful desserts. Staying focused, I choose some gourmet roasted carrot tacos avoiding all the donuts, cookies, cinnamon rolls, amongst other temptations. I skipped ordering a drink and brought my trusted water bottle instead. Feeling great about my order, I had forgotten about one thing.
Upon arrival, I was immediately reminded that the hosts are kind enough to put little candy dishes on the table. The next two hours I would be staring down a bowl of little miniature Hersheys. If it were a dish of hard candies I would find it easy to resist. Surprisingly, I don’t love those plastic-wrapped gems unless they are butterscotch, rootbeer, or some non-fruity flavor. However, I DO love miniature Hersheys, especially the special dark. Nestle crunch is not far behind though. The trick in those meetings is to not be obvious. You can’t just grab a handful and you definitely can’t leave your wrappers in front of you. I always find myself discreetly grabbing another little treat at an opportune time. It’s worse if other people are eating them too. Then I just feel unapologetic and unashamed. Let’s all dig in!
Today, my eyes mostly averted them and I found them pretty easy to resist. Perhaps my body is slowly accepting the fact that I am not going to feed its addiction anymore! The flip side is despite all of my healthy choices lately, I feel heavy and tired. I should have been spry and fresh and flexible at yoga but I was lethargic and could feel my legs burn on simple postures. There was a new instructor today as well and I wanted to say, “I usually am better than this.” lest I be judged. However, that would be a lie. I only recently began celebrating the fact that I can touch my toes so it is fair to say that I more closely resemble a stick than a rubber band.
So I started the day tired and am ending tired and I am not quite sure why. Is this the massive sugar crash that has been building for years and years and since I am slowly detoxing all the processed sugar out, I am now crashing? Well, at least the sugar temptation was gone today even if the sugar-beer-dad belly remains.