Thanks Mom.

I have to give a little shout out to my parents. Growing up I didn’t realize how very lucky I was to have the example I did. I suppose that I do still have a lot left to learn. Here’s the habits I learned from my parents:

  • we drank skim milk (I never liked it, I still don’t. But I do like 1%.)
  • we weren’t allowed cereals with sugar in them
  • no pop was ever in the house. if there was it was Coke and it was Dad’s.
  • no sweet snacks
  • no chips
  • there were always fresh veggies in the refrigerator sliced up ready for us to grab them
  • my parents have always been runners, hikers, bike riders, and dancers
  • my mom made food out of scratch; bagels, salads, and even yogurt
  • we always had veggies with dinner
  • growing up next to the Siri Farm taught me a lot about where food comes from
  • I still love green peppers, it is what I imagine sunlight tasting like
  • bread was always whole wheat
  • snacks were always available (especially after sporting events)

Now just because this is how it was doesn’t mean I adhered to that. I learned to cook early on so I could make donuts, cakes, muffins, etc. The first solo cooking expedition was a cake for my mom’s birthday. It was big and chocolate! I loved visiting the Siri’s house because they had Hostess cupcakes. Oh My God. I hadn’t ever had one until sixth grade and I thought that I had died and gone to heaven.

When my little brother was born and my parents got older I started seeing more sweetened cereals in their cupboards. They even buy chips now! Sometimes I am appalled at what is in their cupboards because it wasn’t even allowed when I was little.

My parents still run. Both in their 50’s (pretty sure Dad might be in his 60’s) and they are more active than I am. It’s a lifestyle, they have chose it. I have a foundation to adhere to and I can choose it also. My mom still finishes in the top 5 of her age group when she runs. She is beautiful, healthy and strong! I only hope that when I run: I too ,will finish in the top 5 of my age group.

Support…

is my wonderful husband volunteering to help me pay for the food scales, scale, and food containers. He is planning on exercising with me and he is planning on helping with food prep.

I LOVE HIM.

Even more amazing is that I am willing to let him help. My victim voice isn’t saying he is helping because he thinks your fat. I haven’t even gone there! That’s a major victory for me! I know he is doing this because he wants to help us change our lives.

This is the crux of what this decision is about. Changing our lives. Becoming more active, more conscious and much more present. I am really lucky to have someone whom I trust so much helping me. God blessed me when he allowed us to finally meet.

I should thank Him for that more often.