Day 33, torn

It has been 33 days since I ate refined, processed sugar. I continue to feel mostly great--even energy, stable moods, steady excess-weight loss. And yet, I am tempted to return to sugar after August is over. Last night I was at my parents' house, and after dinner they had ice cream and m&ms for my nieces (and everyone else). The m&ms seemed like they were calling my name, and mom had my favorite ice cream, Breyers mint chocolate chip. I sat at the table with everyone else as they ate their sundaes and felt a little sad that I couldn't partake, which got me rationalizing that I could reincorporate sweets in a few days. But I do think it's best if I continue sugar-free a while longer. I know it's the right thing to do and yet I resist it because the rebel child in me wants what it wants and doesn't want to hear no.