Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Being A Healthy Grown-up Is Shitty, But Necessary

Y'all, working out and eating healthy sucks!

I intentionally didn't set a New Year's goal of losing weight or getting healthy this year. Every year, I say I'll eat salad 3 days a week or I'll go for a run after work 4 days a week. My resolve lasts maybe 2 days, and then I give up. Every. Single. Year. So, this year I avoided silly resolutions. Instead, my focus is on self-care and standing up for my beliefs.

Then a "friend" from work approached me. 

I call her a "friend" because a true friend wouldn't tell me that I shouldn't have donuts. A true friend wouldn't question how much Diet Coke I drink every day. A true friend wouldn't make snide comments when I order double digits boxes of Girl Scout cookies. But, this friend was sly. She sent a text that simply said, "I am going to start this Operation Transformation this week. Only $20 for members or non-members. Body fat before and after and meal plans. I was thinking we could do meals stuff together at school. 6 weeks. Anyone interested?" See how innocent that looks?! You know what got me hooked? Meal stuff together at school. That means I don't have to make my lunch every night! 

And that's how sneaky friends get you hooked!

After being weighed and measured yesterday, I am 10 pounds less than my heaviest weight during my 2nd pregnancy. My youngest will be 2 years old in a few months. That hurts! 

It's now Day 1. I haven't had a Diet Coke since last night. I haven't had anything that was actually yummy since last night. I will go for a walk when I get home from work and will be sign up for a 5k that I think I won't die from while running/walking it. Eating healthy is a great life change for myself and my kids. Healthier choices can help me be more present with my kids, and losing some weight will help me feel better. 

But I also acknowledge the following truths: 1. Donuts are foods of the gods. 2. Diet Coke and wine are delicious. 3. Girl Scout cookies are what have always gotten me through the cold, gray months of winter. 

And now I'm going to go drink more water, think wistfully about food, and know that I'm making a necessary, yet painful, grown-up decision. 

No comments:

Post a Comment