Wednesday, February 29, 2012

The Cookie Monster

I was watching an old Cosby show where Claire wants to be able to fit into some dress for an event and she enlists the help of a aerobic instructor played by none other than her (her being Phylicia Rashad) sister Debbie Allen. It reminded me of the time when I was about 14 maybe even 15 and I enlisted the help of my sister (she was about 11 or 12) to lose weight. It was then I first realized that I did not like people telling me what or what not to eat.

First I think I should let it be known that I love food. LOVE IT. Especially cookies. I do. I love them. My nickname around my house was Cookie Monster. A cookie a day can brighten your day. In fact I am going to go and get me a cookie right now. I will be right back....okay I'm back- girl scout season is a beast! Cookies whew, I love them. Chocolate chip, oatmeal raisin, oatmeal walnut raisin, sugar, Oreo's, milanos, mint, I even like butter cookies. You know butter cookies, you used to put them on your fingers like a ring and then nibble all around them until they were gone. Man if I had a butter cookie right now! Well if you grew up without a bunch of money you know what I am talking about and if you don't know well missed out because they are delicious! I have a point somewhere around here...

So yeah I don't like being told what to eat but as I get older and a bit wiser, I realize that I have to watch what I put in my mouth (haha that's what she said). Seriously diet, health and exercise are things that I have learned are extremely important. It's not about being a size 6 *note* only once in my adult life have I been a size 6 and it was for like 5 mins in the spring of 2002. It's about life. It's about being able to walk up a flight of stairs and not feel like a little person in on my back (that little person is your ASS). It's about not having to buy clothes in a bigger size and then a bigger size and then a you see where I am going. It's about not having cankles <--one of my biggest fears. Or being big enough to be a contestant on The Biggest Loser <---another one of my biggest fears. It's also about the risk of diabetes, high blood pressure, bad cholesterol...stroke, heart attack, death. 
See to me those things are more important than fitting into a size 6 dress. So from time to time I back off the cookies (as painful as it can be). I take the stairs instead of the elevator. I drink water instead of tea. I drink a green smoothie. I go for a walk. Or even a run. I do what I know I need to do, in order to do what I want to do...and that's stick around. 

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