Hey, Sweetie, want some crack? About Sugar:

Hey Sugar Pie,

When I was younger, couple of years ago, I had this cute little habit of going to the grocery store and swooping up a glorious array of different candies from the candy bins.  I’d just get 3 or 4 of this or that with a couple of dark chocolate malt balls as a chaser and call it a day.  I did this maybe once a week or so, no harm done.  Well, THOSE DAYS ARE OVER sistahs and bruthas! For some reason once I get my mitts on a little pure candy I go into some sort of crack head mode that takes some wild horses and super strong self dialog to STOP me from falling prey to my drug of choice. That’s why I call sugar- crack. Believe me, I know what sugar does to the bod pod.  Holy Mother of Sweetness, I went to school and learned all about how sugar affects our insulin levels, our mitochondria…and all that jazz, but I’m also a huge advocate for all things in moderation.  So I experiment with things to see what they feel like in my bod pod.  Well, apparently sugar is not one I can handle or enjoy on a regular basis.