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No sugar in the champagne room...

Officially we're on day 3 of our "diet" (I hate that word, for the record). Monday we both had coffee because 1) our dog got sick and left us a present that needed scrubbing out of our carpet at 2:30 in the morning, and 2) the Bearded Wonder started working nights. Poor guy needed to stay awake so he could get home safe, so we felt OK making this decision together for the day, and we didn't compromise any other part of the "diet".

We kept the caffeine simple though: coffee with sugar and cream, so it's not like we went to Starbucks or Caribou and loaded up on the sugary lattes. I haven't had any since, and I'll admit my eyes are a bit heavy this morning, but already I'm noticing I sleep better. In fact, yesterday I didn't feel tired until later in the evening.

That's a big deal for me.

I'm normally rubbing my eyes and yawning all day, but I'm also normally eating lots of sugar all day. I work in an office that loves its sugar, and there is always candy readily available. Always. I could easily eat a few mini pieces of candy in the morning, forget about them, and eat a cupcake in the afternoon (because you know, I forgot about that morning's candy) then who knows what else when I got home. 

In only 3 days, cutting out sugar's made a substantial impact on me. I'm sleeping like a rock (though I'm having weird dreams…) despite the Bearded one not being there*, I have more energy during the day, and I just don't feel bloat-y and gross like before. 

Oh Mugatu, who doesn't?
I'm feeling pretty good overall, though I was wanting some ice cream crazy bad last night. I think I may make some banana "ice cream" which is literally frozen sliced bananas eviscerated in a food processor until it forms a creamy fro-yo like texture. I like to add a little all-natural no-sugar peanut butter and some honey. =) 

OH. FRIENDS. That reminds me! We've tried a few recipes that are amaaaazing.

You know it's good when Ron's excited
First, raw thin mint brownies. Er. Mah. Gerd. SO good. So so good. And super easy to make. We threw everything in our food processor, added a little more water because ours needed it to come together, and a few minutes later had these delectable bars that we could grab from the freezer and snack on. We got 4 out of our first batch. We'll probably be making these a lot more. Awesome.

Next, overnight oatmeal. That link is just to one of a thousand recipes you'll find online, but it's completely adjustable and you can do what you want. I made some last night that I ate for breakfast this morning, and it was this good:

Redhead tested, Harry Potter approved.
Yeah. It was that good. It had 1/2 c. oats, 1/2 c. almond milk, some vanilla extract, crushed pineapple + juice (it had no added sugar!), ~1 generous tbsp. unsweetened shredded coconut, and 1/2 a mashed banana. It was like a tropical explosion in my mouth. 

A family-friendly version of what we're all thinking.
Also, borrowed from funnyjunk.com 

Overall things are going pretty well though. My snacking is down drastically which is a miracle in and of itself, and as mentioned before, sleep. I did weigh myself, but this post is long enough; I'll post something tomorrow or in the next few days. =) 

So that's us! How are you kids doing? Anyone switching up their diets or workout routines lately? 

xo
A Redhead


*Note: I normally sleep terribly when he works over nights. Bleh. 

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  1. Best GIFs ever. And you're doing awesome!!! Keep at it!

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