Now that I’m an “adult”, I completely understand the resolution every person makes every year – lose weight. I use to laugh at it, but now I understand. Listen, I eat really “bad” during the holidays. I do. And sometimes I use it as an excuse. But here’s the truth – I grew up (& still am) Greek Orthodox. Have you seen the movie, My Big Fat Greek Wedding? Well, that is essentially my life. We feed people, we eat. We eat really good food. We love deserts. We love celebrating and coming together around food. That’s just who I am.
Earlier this year I was diagnosed with a disease – not life threatening, but it kind of shocked me into being healthier. And I was, for a few months. I was exercising, following the keto diet and I lost around 15 pounds. Not a huge amount, but I was struggling to lose that before and it just seem to fall off. Cut to now and I’ve gained 5 of those pounds back. Am I bummed? Yeah, of course. But I’m not blaming anyone, not even me. I haven’t been eating all that healthy, or exercising. And with Christmas less than a week away (!!!) I’m not even going to try and revamp my diet. I’m going to sit and eat cookies and ham and Dolmathes and anything else that makes me feel good and I’m not going to exercise or even bring my running shoes home with me.
I was thinking back 5 years, to when I was 18. 5 years ago, I was working at Toys-R-Us. I actually loved the job & my coworkers, but hated the parents and kids (which is why I really don’t want to have children). Some of my favorite memories are when I would climb the stock room bays to grab a box or two. It was, of course, completely against safety standards – rolling these huge metal bays, that were probably 30 feet long by 40 feet high, together so I could scale them, like a building and not using a ladder at all. It was too much extra work to drag a ladder from one end to the other, set it up, etc. I actually was more terrified of climbing the 25ft+ ladders than scaling the bays. But I was strong then. I could pull my body up and balance on the rungs of the shelves. I loved the feeling I got when I was 20-30 feet high and only had a few inches on each shelf to try and get myself down safely. I was only a little bit skinnier then, in terms of weight, but I was healthy. I was strong, I was young. I thought about this the other day and was thinking – if I went back and worked for them now, could I still be able to do that? Honestly, I don’t know. In a way I think muscle memory would kick in and I could, but I’ve gotten lazy. And weak. And in 2014, I’m going to change that.
Not right away at least, but perhaps in mid-to-late January I’m going to join a gym again. I still want the specials they offer at the beginning of the year, but I want to try and avoid the huge rush of other people like me, in that resolution kick. This gym is more expensive, around $60/mo(yikes) but they offer classes, have a pool and their own running club. I’m going to get back on the keto diet and maybe if I have some extra money, invest in a juicer. I’m not going to be one of those crazy people who just drink juice and nothing else, but trying to make smoothies/juices in my blender just isn’t cutting it anymore.
Sigh, welcome to adulthood I guess. The endless cycle of being a pig at the end of the year and “resolving” to fix it all come January.