As I attempted to use my Burgerville card today to check into the rec center I began to think about the last time I had been there (last December). I then decided to figure out how many times I had eaten fast food this year. I counted five (three trips to In and Out, one to Taco Bell, and one life saving trip to Dairy Queen). All were travel/road trip related. And in the case of the dairy queen I wouldn’t have made it home otherwise.
Fast food is often blamed for the nation’s obesity problem, but as you can tell that isn’t the case with me and I still struggle with food and my weight. Well, eating isn’t a struggle but it certainly is work. It is work to be mindful in how I eat, how often I eat, and what I choose to eat. I used to only think about how it would affect my weight, but as I age I think more along the lines of if it will give me energy and whether it will keep me up at night. So along the way I have given up caffeine and those awesome diet pepsis and because they certainly don’t give me energy and they keep me up at night. I continuously work towards eating in a way that will allow me to live my life, look my best, and yet share in my family/community’s eating. So yes, it is work. But it is work that is worth it.
I read a Deepak Chopra article last week that made me think about my son and my childhood when it spoke about childhood obesity. He wrote, “80 percent of obese youth become obese adults.” That is horrifying. I was never obese, but was certainly bigger as a child. My weight would not have been a concern as compared to children these days. I know the habits formed as a child are so much more important. I worry about these children as I looked around the high school I subbed at last. They don’t know what they are doing to themselves. As adults, we do. It is so much harder to break habits formed as a child than those started as adults. I wish I could help them, but will just continue to do the best with my child and those around me. That is all I can do right now, but really, it isn’t enough.