Today I realized that I am killing myself.....with sugar that is. I am a sugarholic and I am coming to terms with these facts. For so long I have denied it but I truly believe this is what is causing me to hang on to the "fat" that I carry around with me and for the up and downs of my blood sugar...the crashes...and the fatigue. I will be 45 years old this May and I want some changes made by my birthday. So...starting tomorrow, Feb. 16th, the withdrawals begin. I'm scared and excited at the same time. Maybe this will get me back to the gym for another aerobics class. As my Daddy use to say..."it's bad to get old". I said that last time didn't I?