It's kind of sad when you get into your 20s and realize that you've never really given anything up for any amount of time. On second thought, it isn't necessarily sad, because it means that I've never needed to go without - at least nothing that had lasting effects. Lately, though I've been thinking that I should try giving up small portions of things, just because it seems like a good thing to try.
For my first trial, I decided to give up sugar for one day. When I write it out like that, it doesn't sound like much of a sacrifice, even though I decided to give up caffeine on the same day, as an after effect. As an attempt at full disclosure, I suppose I should say that I was going to attempt this feat yesterday. My efforts were curtailed by a retirement party at work, which featured delicious cake.
Today, though, I had no excuse. I really wanted sugar when I got up this morning. I must wake up with low blood sugar, since that's when I crave it the most. Instead, I ate some almonds... then had a banana in my [plain] yogurt... and a wheat English muffin, with honey. (Yes, I'm hungry when I wake up...)
I still wanted chocolate, but didn't have any... the rest of the day, I craved sugar, of nearly any kind. But, the only things I ate that had it added were ketchup and salad dressing, with my dinner. Although I'd still happily scarf down baked goods of nearly any kind, I'm holding out until tomorrow. The same goes for coffee... I've only been drinking water, decaf tea, and milk today.
I guess this is the non-Catholic version of Lent. Maybe sometime, I'll try observing it to its fullest (at least to the current standards).