Sugar is my Achilies heel.
I can exercise until the cows come home, (no pun intended), but without giving up my "d.r.u.g" of choice, I will be running in circles, literally, without any improvements. Why on earth would I want to waste the hard earned hour of exercise with junk, you ask me? Sugar, sweets, chocolate, you name it, help me feel calm, rewarded, and in a way justified. But in the end, all I get in return is a backside like Aunt Fanny (the motherly double-wide bottomed robot from, 'Robots, the movie') and zero energy.
I think we all know, that to kick a habit in order for it to be permanent it must be replaced with an acceptable alternative. The warning is out, if you don't want to see alot of crafts and handiwork....look the other way. ;)