Thank you for being so brutally honest about your weight and fitness journey. I know us gals can be timid about revealing numbers (which is exactly why you won’t find my weight written anywhere on this blog) but I admire your courage for being so open.
For me, I gained weight once thrust into the land of my 20’s. I started to eat out most meals (often picking the foods that were the most appealing rather than nutritious), I failed to create any kind of exercise routine and I basically went along blindly- feeding myself without much thought, living life caught up in college, friends and boyfriends- never stopping to realize what I might be doing to my body. I must have had some idea but Pumpkin Spice Latte anyone?
Or what about a plate of freshly made oatmeal chocolate chip cookies?
Um, heaven?
Yes, I happen to be a lover of food. I like the eating. I like the cooking. I like sharing meals with friends and loved ones. I also happen to be a Starbucks GOLD MEMBER, which means I am basically awesome and carry around a gold Starbucks card with my name engraved on it in order to prove it. It is a bit like being a VIP member to the hottest club in town, only 100 times more exclusive.
Along with my rather scandalous eating and latte consuming habits, I also have an amazing job but that job takes place in an office setting. Meaning, long hours sitting or being in one place. Meaning, sometimes I am so lazy at work I favor going up the escalator instead of the stairs. And, why, do you ask? Because somehow I need to rush to my desk where I can sit some more and continue to expedite my familiar but unhealthy lifestyle.
Please note, by now I have realized it is it is fabulous to walk into a restaurant and order to your heart’s content. However, it is incredibly NOT fabulous when it means you have to struggle into your jeans a day later. Or, worse yet, the moment when you realize, with horror, you must step it up to the next size of jeans and then suddenly you want to moan to the Gods of Weight: How did this happen? What did I do to deserve this torture?
I should also mention I am a mother to the most amazing toddler on the planet. This life-changing event happened sometime in my mid-20’s. Becoming a parent has forced me to do so many things. I sacrifice sleep, I become familiar with poop, I get thrown up on, I try to read to my child every single day… but a part of being a parent is to also model healthy eating habits along with a healthy lifestyle. Those two should go together and when my son reaches 20, 30, 40- all of it- I want to be there. And, better yet, I want him to have the understanding of what health means and to value its importance so he might have the good fortune of living to a healthy ripe old age himself. If that means I have to model to him that a diet does not consist of random foods stuffed into your body along with lattes, so be it. I would rather he learn the lesson now.
I admit, as of February 9, 2012 I feel like a complete novice when it comes to healthy eating and living. But I am anxious and excited to begin making the change- even if it means turning in my Starbucks gold card. I am willing to attempt it.
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Image sources for this post: 1. Pumpkin Spice Latte / 2. chocolate chip cookies
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