An
entire month has passed since the initiation of Project 7:15, my intense,
uncertified life-coaching street cred, self-improvement regimen where I don’t
eat cookies after going to bed for a whole year. Fortunately, the first two weeks were so successful
that I decided to up the ante and also not eat cookies before going to bed, as
well. Before long, I was not eating
cookies all day, for days at a time, and my family was feeling the
effects. Oreo packages that once were
lucky to last a few days were living in the pantry for weeks. My pants loosened up a bit and my pace picked
up steam. Without cookies, I felt
lighter and more alive, and soon the outright mental clarity I was experiencing
reminded me of a National Geographic article I’d read a year or so ago that
discussed the deadliness of copious sugar consumption.
To paraphrase, the article suggested that humans
weren’t really designed to eat sugar, at least not the processed kind that
surges into our bloodstream and gives small children the energy to power a
boat. This is the main reason, the
article explained, why Americans are so fat.
Sugar. Way too much sugar. This processed sugar, combined with our
increasingly sedentary lifestyle, has led to the obesity epidemic plaguing our
health system and filling up our cemeteries.
This got me to thinking, “I do not want to die.” But
not only that, I would like to be kind of active as I don’t die, and do things
with my kids and maybe even grandkids, like hike mountain trails and canoe down
majestic rivers. Unfortunately, although
I do not have an actual weight problem, per se, my cholesterol numbers were not
trending in a direction that would lead to mountain trails or majestic
rivers. My numbers were leading me to
cholesterol medicine.
So, these thoughts led me, naturally, to this
idea: What if I went a whole year
without eating, not only cookies, but cake, too? And candy?
And ice cream and sugary cereals and sugary drinks, even the sports
kinds that supposedly help you kick balls?
What if I just stopped eating sweets all together? Would my cholesterol numbers improve? Would my brain start working better? Would I fit back into those khakis that
someone bought me for Christmas that one year and I’ve kept in my closet just
as a reminder that, “Dude, someone once thought that you could wear these
pants?”
Thus, Project 7:15 has now been upgraded into
Project 7:15.2.0. Stay tuned for even
more uncertified life-coaching inspiration!
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