I'm not a drinker, I don't do drugs or even smoke cigarettes anymore. But I needed an intervention.
My daughter is a vegetarian. I swear I didn't raise her that way. And apparently she and her husband have been trying to eat better, more fresh foods, more "clean" eating. Yay! For them, that is. Ahem. Last week my daughter brought me shopping in order to help me make some healthy choices and maybe consider some better alternatives to what I normally eat. We bought things we had to put in bags ourselves, some refrigerated, very little frozen anything. There were green things in my cart.
This week I ate hummus (which I have objected to for YEARS because of the texture), sweet baby bell peppers (I don't LIKE peppers), kale (didn't even know what it was), radishes, carrots, lettuce, cucumbers, and all manner of things deemed to be healthy because they are as close to their natural state as possible.
And I liked it. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME????
Tonight I splurged and made homemade pizza. Dani had picked out some whole wheat pizza dough for me,
I know myself well enough to know I will backslide quicker than you can say bigbackside if I try to be extreme about the whole thing. So I'm not thinking of it as a diet, just as Dani said - trying to think of food differently.
And I won't give up everything I like, just try to find healthier ways of eating them. Like my latest favorite ice cream (I'm still in shock because it's not chocolate) Blue Bunny Birthday Party - it's awesome. Still eating it - just changed my portion size to a custard cup. Wow. That custard cup looks huge in the picture. I swear it's not!
Coincidentally, I got results back from blood work I had done a week ago, my cholesterol is high, triglycerides, etc. So it's time to make a change. Wish me luck!
And thank you Dani, for loving me enough to be gentle and for not shoving me into this. I love you Honey!