Random Rant

I’m not a super health freak by the stretch of any imagination….I’m not vegan (although I did try the vegetarian thing for like 7 years and, boy, did I miss me some curry goat and oxtail), I don’t nosh on granola all the time (or ever, for that matter), I don’t drink only almond/soy/rice milk, I don’t use stevia/truvia, I don’t eat/buy only organic foods, and I don’t run marathons. But I do try to eat as healthy as I’m comfortable with and workout a decent amount. When I don’t workout, after about three weeks, I honestly get sad…..my whole outlook on everything changes: I feel useless, I feel fat and ugly, I’m not productive in any way…it’s just awful. And if I eat something super fatty, like if I’m forced (forced = I’m starving and there are NO other immediate options) to eat a piece of fried chicken (for example), I honestly feel ill afterwards; I actually want to go home and puke it up…matter of fact, I did that once, but I felt kind of weird doing it, so I haven’t done it since….but you catch my drift.

I dunno. People will say to me “you’re not living…why be so strict…what if you die tomorrow…..blah blah blah.” And I get it, but I also don’t get it. Don’t get me wrong, I certainly do enjoy eating lots of doughy and dessert stuff, but I just don’t all the time and for me eating the way I do and working out as often as I do makes me soooooo happy and if I die tomorrow, I’d be OK with that (well, I really wouldn’t cuz I’d like to see kids, grandkids, etc) but I wouldn’t regret how I try to live my life.

What I don’t get is people who exercise and eat right for a particular point in life, example, like a milestone birthday, wedding, reunion, etc. Don’t get it twisted, I go super hard if carnival is coming up, but generally, I’m an oatmeal-protein powder-grilled chicken and fish-veggies and fruit kinda chick. I cannot comprehend how some folks get on the diet/exercise bandwagon for two months, admit that they feel great, drop some excess pounds then let it all go to shit once said event is done; how is it fun to see the flab come right back? It’s all about the lifestyle. Don’t bitch and moan about how big you and you  gut are as you down five alcoholic drinks at happy hour along with some cheesy fries AND not workout out AND then tell me that I’m not really living.

If I said to someone “how can you life your life eating the way you do and not working out”, I would be considered an asshole. So then, why are the folks so say similar ish to me, not assholes too? Live and let live (then rant about it on a blog)….if you love to eat certain things and really enjoy the food, then so be it, I truly don’t care…I’m all for doing what makes us happy. But please don’t turnaround and tell me that I’m not having a fun life….let me be me; respect my choices as I respect yours.

btw….this post is totally out of left field….definitely didn’t intend of writing about this. oh well!

Tags: healthy eating, staying well