Over the weekend I celebrated one of my closest friends’ birthdays…Melissa Kopriva (or Koko as I call her). Early Sunday afternoon Veronika and I met up with Koko and it is there, while ordering my lunch, that it hit me, “I’m a grown up.”
Generally when I go out to a restaurant I see it as my opportunity to splurge. Never do I think about, nor consider, calorific intake and the overall quality of the food I chose to order. Yesterday however, after nibbling on an appetizer and munching on a few pieces of rye bread I realized I was no longer that hungry. I opted to eat a small Greek salad and finish it off with a slice of cheesecake.
That is MAJOR for me.
In that moment I recognized in myself, my grandmother, mother and Aunt Lynne, who are all infamous for considering calories and fat, finding a healthier alternative to a popular dish and overall concerned with being conscious of what they are chosing to eat. While I did mention that I felt like a “rabbit” after eating the veggie-heavy salad, there was no denying that it was rather tasty and I enjoyed it nearly as much as I would have a juicy cheeseburger. I’ve been made fun of for years for my reckless eating habits and it’s something that I’ve never made apologies for.
It is now that I am begining to take a realistic view of how today’s choices will impact me in the future. Now that I have decided to get serious about life I can no longer afford to take my good health for granted. My body is indeed my temple and my eating habits need to reflect that.
Wow, I’m really a grown up! 🙂