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Blast from the Past

When I was in high school, my relationship with food was - imagine this - worse than it is now.  I was obsessed with exercising and with every piece of food I took into my body.

I spent every moment thinking about how many calories were going into my body and how many I was burning off.  Starting freshman year, I would do a 'wall sit' nonchalantly on the bus.  When I got home, I jogged and walked for 3 hours.  After homework I would spend two hours later that night at dance rehearsal.  When I got home, I would practice those dances for hours.  It was a non-stop exercising routine.  My calorie intake - even more extreme.

That's why the discovery I made yesterday was even more shocking.

I am asking questions at a local pageant tonight - so it's all about the glitz and glam.  Yesterday, I spent the morning trying on all of my dresses.  That's when I remembered my beautiful homecoming dress from senior year in high school.  As I was digging it out, I came across two other dresses - none other than my prom dresses!

I put my junior prom dress - or should I say garbage bag.  It was unbelievable.  I guess I just didn't realize how much bigger I was when I was in high school.  The difference is really only about 10 pounds, but I feel healthier than ever.

I may not be eating the perfect number of calories each day, but I'm eating when I'm hungry.  I'm choosing baby carrots rather than a bag of chips.  But eating a bag of chips isn't wrecking my food-related day.  I finally feel like a normal person, well at least, I' feel like I'm closer to being a normal person - not being obsessed with every piece of food I eat.
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3 comments:

Karen@WaistingTime

Good for you! And I am amazed you still have those dresses. Of course, I never went to my prom and that was the only one formal dance we had in my day. My teen has three a year!

downsizers

Is there such a thing as a normal person? I think we envision such a being and then compare ourselves and we always come up short. Why oh why do we do that? Why can't we just be the best version of ourselves? What does it take for us to be content in our own bodies? If we got to that perfect size would we find something else to obsess about? I probably would.

Anna

Hey there. Just wanted to let you know I had to delete my blog because it caused some family drama. But I am still going to follow yours and watch as you continue your journey!

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