– Time For A Tiara: Column by Ginna Young – - Watch where you jump from the wagon

– Time For A Tiara: Column by Ginna Young –

I’d be remiss if I didn’t do a little update about how I’m doing not eating sugar or drinking pop. If you remember, I gave it up cold turkey, last August, after I had a really bad dizzy spell and my face was constantly red.

I knew the signs and they weren’t good. So, I immediately stopped eating candy, cake, brownies, cookies, you name it. I even gave up fruit rollups for quite some months, and haven’t had any Pop-Tarts since then.

Neither has soda touched my lips, but I did have some lemonade one time, as a treat.

Overall, I do feel a lot better, but at the same time, I’m not. I shake a lot at the thought of candy and pop, more so candy than anything, but I’ve also been known to really be in a bad way for some Dr. Pepper.

Well, I made it almost nine months, then, this past Sunday morning, after saying almost daily since I quit, “I don’t know how much longer I can do this,” I woke up and thought, today is the day! Yep, I fell off the wagon.

Actually, I waited until the wagon was on flat ground and the horse was walking along, before I carefully jumped to the ground. I made the conscious decision to have something.

I lay in bed and thought about all my options, and what won, were Long John doughnuts from Kwik Trip (the cream-filled kind) and a large Sprite from McDonald’s (they have the best fountain drinks). I went and got them, and relished every bite and sip.

Throughout these long, painful, “dry” months, scores of people have told me that I eventually would stop craving sugar and wouldn’t even miss it. Yeah, that never happened.

They told me that if I had sugar now, it would be too sweet for me and it would make me sick. Yeah, that didn’t happen.

See, I’m a Young and we NEED sugar. We ALWAYS want sugar. So, I GOT sugar.

Before you get too disappointed in me, I’m not back to consuming pop and sugar on a regular basis. I’m going to limit myself to once a month, and stick to it. I surely don’t want to feel the way I did before, but I also know I can’t do without it entirely.

I also enjoyed the few inches I lost from my waist, so I don’t want them to reappear. I’m not sure yet what the “June Special” will be, but I’ve been hankering for some white fudge Oreo pie, so that may win out.

We’ll see what I feel like when the time gets closer and I again leap from the wagon. I made a note in my phone, so I know when I had the sugar.

That way, I won’t throw myself off the wagon and over a cliff, but gently, right where I intend to land.