"I want to be a good role model to my future children."
I've been reading a book recently called "Good Girls Don't Get Fat" by Dr. Robyn Silverman. It's a wonderful book so far. She urges parents who struggle with whether or not to tell their children they are overweight....NOT TO.
Here is an except in the very beginning of the book that made me nod my head furiously in agreement.
"So, if you're concerned about your daughter's weight and wondering whether you should be the one to tell her that she is "getting fat" or "putting on too much weight" or "needs to watch it" or "go on a diet," let me tel you now: Don't. Take a good look through this book and you will see who has already beaten you to it: friends, frenemies, acquaintances, advertisers, models, actresses and strangers, all of whom tell her and show her every day and every hour that she needs to be thinner."I'm only started the very beginning of the book so I can't write a full-scale report about it but so far, I think it's been incredibly useful for my personal journey and my thought-processes. I was painfully aware of being bigger than my peers since elementary school. I looked to my mom for feedback whether or not I should be worried. She only reinforced the fact that something was wrong with me. I was imperfect and needed to lose weight. I don't think she meant to give me lifelong hangups but the damage is still there. My mom was trying to be helpful. I'm not blaming her in any way but I'm hoping I can go about creating a healthy environment for my own kids. I feel like this book will help me in that respect.
Have you read any good books lately?
I woke up this morning and went for a run. I managed 5.6 miles before I headed home to tackle the rest of the day. It's FRIDAY!
I have to admit I didn't feel like running this morning but I quickly got into it about 2-3 miles in. The beginning is always the hard part where I wonder if I should have abandoned the warm bed so quickly.
Suck it up buttercup. I'll thank myself later.
Breakfast consisted of leftover whole wheat pasta made into a frittata (could not be easier) by wilting kale and warming up the pasta before pouring 3 beaten eggs over it. It's baked in the oven until it's cooked through. This is for three people so don't be alarmed at the size of it!
The weather recently has been wonderful. It is chilly by Florida standards but I prefer it over humidity any day.
Tomorrow, we're going to do a few hours of community service together as a family. We're volunteering at Feeding America Tampa Bay. My brother has actually never done anything like it but he's looking forward to helping others. My boyfriend and I are going to join him so we participate together. I think it's nice to encourage good citizenship at a young age.
We're hoping to head to the Strawberry Festival in Plant City on Sunday. We've never been and I LOVE STRAWBERRIES! I'm also hoping to get mornings runs in both Saturday and Sunday (Since I announced it, I need to follow through ....right?)
Hope you all have a wonderful weekend.
5 comments:
I am on board with you. I want to be a better example to my daughter about living healthy. I don't even want to mention the word skinny around her because I want our focus to be on being happy and healthy!
My mom needs to read this book. I know I need to lose more weight, but she is 5 inches shorter and weighs the same as me. However, she always has to get in her little "digs" whenever she can about my weight.
My mother always made me aware of my weight, and, unfortunately, I feel that it IS a lifelong hangup now. I do not want to do that to my children. Instead, I'm going to encourage them to be outside as much as they can, go on family hikes, and eat a balanced diet. I think it's horrible when people who have accomplished so much in their lives always have their weight in the back of their minds, dragging them down. I'm not passing that on to my own children.
When I was about seven I was in the kitchen with my mother and one of my aunts and they were discussing my weight together. She said it was a shame that I would always have weight problems, and that it was probably her fault, etc. At the time I didn't quite understand the jist of everything. All I could think was that there was something wrong with me. (Honestly, I had a little chub, but I probably would have grown out of it)
That's when I developed an eating disorder. Not long after that my mother joined Jenny Craig and tried to take me there with her, but they told her legally I couldn't be on Jenny Craig until I was 18. I figured dieting was my salvation.
Ug. It's so sad that we still have to deal with the residue of these memories. Maybe I'll check out that book.
That's one of my main reasons for also wanting to lose weight, for my future kiddos. I make frittatas all the time but never thought to add pasta! we're going to the Strawberry Festival today :)
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