For 21 years I have not had to worry about what I eat or drink. Then, I had the most look forward to birthday (21st birthday), and my pants decided not to fit anymore. Lets just say I slowly drank my way to a new pants size....and my eating habits weren't that hot either.
I'm not saying I drank all day everyday of all the weekends, but if I wanted to enjoy a beverage of my choice, I would. And now it has come to bite me in the booty, lower abs and thighs.
Like I said in a previous blog post, I have started a workout routine that is totally kicking my butt. But along with that, I have started to eat healthy. Well healthy foods sometimes don't cut it. Every now and then a girl just needs a pint of ice cream and a spoon....ok. Don't judge.
My roommate (for privacy purposes, lets call her MT) got the "Eat This, Not That" books for Christmas. Well I picked one up the other day and started flipping through the pages. Guess what? Every single thing I love to eat is a NOT THAT. I tell you what...it makes for a crappy day to find out all of your favorite foods are bad for you.
MT, being the newly developed health nut that she is, has asked for us not to eat things with large amounts of butter and/or sugar. Butter and sugar? Well that is stupid. I love butter and sugar. Those two items alone can make cardboard appetizing.
One night I'm cooking supper, and MT comes in the kitchen and says something similar to this: Hey, next time you make asparagus can we maybe use olive oil and not a whole stick of butter.
I tell you that was a sad day for me. I guess it does defeat the purpose of eating the vegetable if it is soaked in a hot butter bath. Now don't go and blame MT for me being hungry and missing out on buttery and sugary delights...she is just trying to keep us alive until we are 150. ;)
After about 2 months, I began to adjust to the new no-butter-no-sugars (in mass quanities) lifestyle.
So here is something funny. I went grocery shopping today. First, why is the bread aisle always so congested? It always seems like a very specific dance is going on there...and if you don't know the right moves, you will be mowed over by more experienced buggy pushers.
Anyway...back to the story. I'm on the always congested bread aisle, and I find myself in a dilemma. I couldn't remember what kind of bread I'm not suppose to buy. I couldn't remember what "Eat This, Not That" said about bread.
So what do I do? I start checking labels on the back of the bread for sugar and sodium content. Yes, I am now one of those people that you hate on the bread aisle. I stood there for as long as I could stand the people giving me death stares and the people accidentially (but purposefully) bumping my buggy and the people reaching around me to the All-American Wonder white bread. I wanted to say: Hey! Just give me a minute. I'm trying to find healthy, 100% whole wheat bread that won't clog my arteries in the long run.
I know eating healthy and exercising is good for you. It's just that no one ever told me it was going to be this difficult. I have been doing good for the most part, but I still sneak in some oldies-but-goodies from time to time. I've got Oreos and Rice Krispie Treats stashed for those bad days...and those days when baby carrots just won't cut it.
Chase Update: 2 1/2 Years Old
6 hours ago