Sugar...friend or foe? (Part 1)

Sugar…what is it?  Well, let’s talk about what we know.  It tastes good…it causes cavities…it tastes good…it causes bad breath…it tastes good…it makes you hyper…it tastes good…it gives you a belly ache…it tastes good…its addictive…it tastes good…it makes you fat…it tastes good…it raises LDL cholesterol…it tastes good…
Do you see a trend.  I’m a recovering sugar addict and I lose the battle at least once a month.  I’m doing well, I train hard trying to climb out of the top ¼ to the top 1/5.  I make gains, I get hungry, I taste something sweet, and there you have it…BAM!!!  Another 1-pound box of Hot Tamales, gone…

If you were to look at me, you’d never guess it.  Eleven short years ago, I was  fat (well, fat may not be how I would be defined, but 75-pounds heavier…yes my high school comrades that picked on me for being skinny…it can happen to all of us).  A much sloppier version of the twerp of a child, adolescent, and young adult that I struggled with and a very different image of the person you see today (a guy that still consumes 4000-calories on any given day; much healthier calories…USUALLY!).

I tipped the scales at over 225 pounds, not terrible, especially when I struggled to gain weight through my “twerp” years in which I discuss a sentence or two ago.  How did I get there?  We’ll, I ate, drank soda after soda, and you guessed it my all to coercive friends at Just Born (Mike, Ike, and Jolly Joe cooking up some Hot Tamales).  And, they aren’t to blame, I’m the guy who wanted to hang out with these guys, they are just doing what they do best…providing a little comfort for my insatiable need to consume sugar.

Just Born, Inc…I do not blame you, you have to make your money and I gave you plenty over the years.
Getting there (that 225-pound slob) ended up the being pretty easy…getting away from there, well, the weight went away, but the damage…
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TO BE CONTINUED…