That one time I quit sugar....

A lot has changed since last I posted.  Made it through the worst stinking winter of all time with limbs attached, but can't say I emerged unscathed, or that I am fully recovered.  For all of the fantastic events I've been gifted (moving in with my amazing partner in crime, adopting Meowly, taking a few trips out to Colorado and the Dakotas, buying our new car together, moving to a brand new role created for me at work, having more fantastic times with my family and friends than I probably deserve, etc.), there have been things that I struggle to deal with on a daily basis and that I've come to allow to dictate my feelings and outlook on the whole.  Confirmed spinal damage, setbacks in the office, giving up my beloved little red car, feeling financially strapped and emotionally stretched thin, and the isolation that's grown on me while living in Logan Square have all sort of buried my happiness in last winter's snow storms.

But more on that later - - let's talk solutions.
I've struggled increasingly with fatigue and sluggishness over the past couple of years, particularly after the damage in my spine started interfering with daily life last summer.  Always the internet stalker, I stumbled upon a hopeful dietary alteration that might be a solution for both physical pains: eliminating refined sugars and processed foods.