A lot of times, when people see that I eat lots of veggies and work out, they ask, “Have you always been healthy?” My answer: Heck no! Just like everybody else, I used to go to McDonalds, eat french fries, drink soda, snack on candy, and do all those typical things. In fact, I used to be a big soda drinker. I lovedddd me some Dr. Pepper.
In 7th grade, I convinced my mom to go to Burger King after school for the ranch burger (hamburger with an onion ring and bbq sauce on top) and an icee. At the time, I was very active so I never saw the weight gain that I’m sure would have happened. Looking back now, I can’t believe I used to eat that. But hey! You live and you learn.
I was lucky enough to grow up liking vegetables. Whenever my mom made dinner, I had no problem filling my plate up with some greens. And when lunch time came around and there were carrots in my lunch, I ate them. My mom also made healthy meals. Sure, every once in awhile we had steak, and I would eat it. It wasn’t my favorite, but I still ate it. But besides that, we ate chicken, had whole wheat bread in the house, and always had fresh fruit and veggies. And when morning time came around, I ate bacon, not knowing any better.
Once 8th grade rolled around, I began to become more conscious of my weight. It was also at that time that my sister began some diets that didn’t work. So at the same time, I was becoming healthy, she was too (sort of, because most of those diets didn’t work.) Then again, I looked at healthy as being 100 calorie pack cookies and “I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter.”
My healthiness carried with me until 10th grade. At this time, my sister lost 100 pounds on a weight loss plan that worked. I couldn’t be happier. I was beyond proud of her and I still am to this very day. But 10th grade was also the time when my basketball coach wanted us to write down what we ate. He also showed us pictures of fit women as an incentive for us to work harder. So I became a little obsessive in my quest to be the best.
11th grade rolled around and my healthfulness became obsessive. A little too obsessive. This was the time the ED came up. Bulimia, anorexia, and orthorexia followed me. (And yes. I firmly believe that orthorexia is an ED. I’ll talk about that in another post.) So ED came and I still was “healthy.” I put that in quotes because I was still eating healthy foods, just not enough.
Mid way through senior year and I started to realize what it meant to be truly healthy. And I have continued being healthy, never looking back. It’s not about a diet (I hate that word). It’s just about being healthy. I like the way it makes me feel and it tastes gosh darn delicious. I haven’t always been this way but I sure am glad I made the decision to change my life.
When did you become healthy?
Was there a moment when you realized it’s about healthy, not skinny?