so yesterday in the shower i started thinking about what life was like a year ago.
i was caught in a dead-end relationship, overweight and unhealthy, super unhappy in both my jobs, and basically just stuck.
so what did i do? i put my big girl pants on, stopped eating crap all the time, and started reading up on healthy eating choices. and lost 5 pounds right away. i joined a gym (and after a month or so i actually went) and signed up for weight watchers.
since then, i’ve truly come to enjoy health. i had that thought this morning while making my happy yummy banana oatmeal. although i still use an online calorie counter to help myself keep track on my intake, i eat what truly want to eat. i’ve learned what to do to make my body feel happy, and i enjoy the way good health feels.
today i honestly can’t even imagine treating my body the way i did a year ago. no wonder i was unhappy. i may still enjoy the same foods (tombstone stuffed crust pepperoni pizza, i’m looking at you), but once every few months is sufficient; not every week.
i’ve proved to myself i can make healthy choices, but still live a the life of a normal 23-year-old.
on saturday night i had a pint of ice cream for dinner. and it was awesome. but then on sunday i went for a nearly 5 mile run. for fun.
which is why, to be honest, i’m not that stressed about christmas and the associated food. i had this realization when i was mentally packing my lunch/dinner for my super fun full day of traveling tomorrow. i WANT to make healthy choices. in fact, it doesn’t really register as a choice at this point. i don’t have to force myself to pack hummus and leftovers for dinner instead of eating at the mcdonald’s in the train station. i have no desire to sacrifice all of my hard work. i want to eat the hummus.
so if this whole health thing is about finding balance, i think i’m there. no promises i won’t need a wake-up call down the road, but i’m feeling pretty good today.