Clearing Your Plate, and Why It Has Got To Stop

The holidays were good to me, but bad for me. We'll just say that to start off. And since the holidays I have started at a new job in downtown Salt Lake City. While working at said job, I'm pretty sure I've gained like 5 pounds...I've been there three weeks. And I already gained 10 pounds with all the junk food that came with Christmas. Every day I look in the mirror and hate what I see. I hate that I'm right back to where I was. I hate that I was so motivated but when people are shoving every Christmas food at you, you feel obligated to take it. We live in a culture where fat shaming is acceptable, but in the same tolken, we think people are rude if they refuse to take to food we offer. Thankfully I'm back on track and have complete faith in my ability to lose it all over again. But this crisis I wake up to could have been avoided.

I have a real problem saying no to food. Mainly because when you grow up a little bit lower class, you are taught to clear your plate and not be wasteful. Don't get me wrong we're plenty on our feet now, but when your little and have a single mom, she's gotta pinch her pennies. Food is expensive and you shouldn't throw away food when there are "kids starving in China." Well I say we kick that habits as adults, there needs to be a line drawn between clearing your plate out of politeness, and saying "I've had enough, I'm going to stop eating now." This is the reason most of  America is overweight. We have got to start listening to our bodies rather than just going until there is nothing left on our plate. Don't take more than you should eat, and if someone gives you too much, push the plate away when it's done! And let me tell you, I know how hard that is because I didn't do it this season, and look what happened.

I'm currently training for a half marathon, and the only thing running does is make me hungry. But it's good for me. And spending my lunch hour running makes a huge difference for my work day. But honestly I could eat a whole bag of Doritos after a run and not even feel bad, I should feel bad, but I don't. Because I have desensitized myself to how it feels to just be "done eating". It's like unless I'm stuffed, I haven't eaten enough. And that is no way to live. Anyway, I just wanted to share my thoughts with you all, and remind you that there is a way to say no without being a jerk or feeling bad. Because when you're doing what's good for your body, your body does good things for you :)