My childhood diet consisted of plenty of ice cream, hot pockets, fruity pebbles, fried egg rolls, frozen pizzas, canned soup with pretzels, slushies, and cookies.
As a kid, I always thought I was big. “Big boned,” my family said. I thought that was just a comforting lie. My weight’s yo-yo’ed over the years for different reasons, and right now I’m higher than I’d like to be. But it feels like my body’s “happy” weight – light activity and not going hungry.
My journey will be a story to be shared on a future post. But my point is, how do you fight your body’s natural tendencies? When you want processed carbs and sugar-filled cereals, even if you know they’ll make you feel crummy and hurt your health in the long run? When you choose the salad
What’s your outlook? Do you fight your body from being at its “happy” weight? Does it feel exhausting? Because I sure feel exhausted…