Swimming and Sugar Crashes
Had another brilliant idea today. Swimming. We have a pool in our complex but I never go because
A. I don’t have a bathing suit
B. If I did I wouldn’t go out in public in it.
But today I went to a pool party with babyboy and there were several heavy people and those who didn’t have a suit, wore shorts and a tee shirt. So I figured: why not? Now I just have to find some shorts.
Babyboy experienced his first sugar crash today. This, after not having any high fructose corn syrup in anything and no sugar other than fruit sugar, and very little packaged sugar – I try to keep him at 9 grams per meal.
He ate 2 slices of pizza, a big cup and a half of -can we say ugh- Hawaiian Punch and a good sized piece of cake. I let him choose whether he wanted to or not. He chose to.
Within 20 minutes, he had a headache, a stomach ache, and wanted to go to sleep. Being the meanie that I am, I wouldn’t let him. Being an even bigger meanie, I dragged him along running errands for my mom, which entailed grocery shopping. He then decided that he if he could eat something he would feel better. Classic sugar cycle.
I explained to him that this was the eeeville cycle of sugar. Eat the sugar, get a rush, crash and burn – hard – then decide food will fix it, which it doesn’t. I knew he really wasn’t hungry. Upon arriving home, he didn’t ask for anything else to eat, although later on, before dinner he got some fruit. He still didn’t feel real good.
So I’m hoping he learned from the experience. When we discussed the whole thing later, I told him if he had gone for the pizza and water, he would have felt a heck of a lot better, and to remember the experience the next time he’s faced with sugar, and that it’s ok to say no.