I turned 44 yesterday and passed one of the first milestones on this no sugar experiment. My birthday dinner if often centered around where I want to eat dessert. Sometimes because I am trying to keep those pesky glutens and dairy out of my diet (because they make my stomach unhappy) and sometimes because I just want to have it! Yesterday, because dessert was taken out of the equation I picked a restaurant based on the main meal itself and was able to enjoy that experience with my boys without a thought as to whether I'd be too full/stomach-hurty/fat/unhappy to eat dessert. And I am so pleased.
#Thisis44 is a common hashtag on my Facebook feed as many of my online friends are re-connections from high school. We are all turning 44 and trying to figure out what that means, what it looks like and how to move forward toward 50. eek.
So this morning I woke up sans hangover of any kind, really hungry, and ready to start my workday I was pleased that this experiment seems to be working. This may be 44, but I keep getting better - at least that's what my husband says.
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