So for many many years, I have been a health nut. There was a point in my life where that sorta went over the edge and I would just count every calorie that came into my mouth. I limited myself to 1200 calories a day and 15 grams of fat. And at that point in my life, and what was important to me then was being thinner and thinner. It was my first year of college and as some form of control I got myself down to 108 lbs. Considering I am above average for women's height in the US, that was way too low.
I am happy to say I have put on about 30 lbs from that point (I often joke it is all sheer muscle) - ha but I am healthy and can do things like this:
This was a half marathon I ran last Fall. And the thought of numbers on a scale don't reall matter anymore.
But healthy eating is something I hope to pass along to my kids. Healthy - not obsessive. So after visiting a friend who offered a DIY salad bar at her house last month, we started the same once a week in ours:
A DIY salad bar. I found that when salad is now the base option for dinner, the kids will pretty much take some of everything and put it in their plates. Noah now loves cukes and sweet bell peppers and Olivia cannot get enough shaved parm cheese flakes and avocado. At times it has taken us years to get them to actually like something they try but this DIY salad seems like an amazing way to introduce them to new things. Noah even ventured out to try some poppy seed dressing and decided it wasn't so bad. The kids also help me get dinner ready - Olivia takes all the veggies I chop and puts them in bowls and sets them on the table. Noah will set the table and make sure we have our drinks ready and spices too. It's a win-win-win situation for all of us. I don't have to spend a lot of time prepping. The kids are learning to try different foods and we all end up with full healthy bellies.
It took me a number of years to find balance in my life. To accept that my body was for racing and for carrying two kids. And when I finally accepted that, it really didn't matter anymore what the scale told me but more what my body did and what fuel it needed to do what it could do and live up to its potential.