Tuesday, April 08, 2014
With a little determination and forethought, one can make their home into a healthy lifestyle haven. Since my only housemates are my two cats, my grocery bags should be loaded with fruits, vegetables, lean protein, fat-free dairy, and Fancy Feast. The kitties are pickier than I am, so I have to be careful and buy the classic fish flavors. If my home becomes a landmine field filled with candy, cake, ice cream, and cookies, it's because I've been making some poor choices. Then there's the office...
I work for an insurance agency in downtown Chicago with a staff of 10 people. There are six women. Of the six, only one does not have any issues with her weight. To say the least, all the rest of us struggle. One of the women has two young daughters and seems to have frequent family gatherings. Since she doesn't want to have the left overs hanging around the house, she brings them into the office. Luckily, the guys in the office like treats and can be counted upon to make sizable dents in the goodies. That doesn't mean we ladies don't indulge in our share. I must confess to making inroads into the strawberry cheesecake that may have been an anniversary treat. Who can tell?
Another woman buys sweets to bring into work. She'll pile the candy dish high with assorted mini-chocolate bars, purchase expensive designer donuts, haul in a cake from a bakery near her home, and bring in Garrett's popcorn (one of Oprah's favorite things). Ironically or maybe not so ironically, she is diabetic and her blood pressure is not well controlled. She also told me she wishes she could lose 40 pounds. Unfortunately, wishing has nothing to do with weight loss.
The randomness of the stuff that ends up in the office is epic. If we order a large amount of office supplies, we get a box of cookies. Marketing reps are always showing up with food. One of my reps gushed about how much weight I had lost and then handed me a candy bar that was part of her company's marketing campaign. I gave it to the skinny guy in commercial lines. For some unknown reason, one of the carriers sends us brownies every month. The agency must have won a contest. In the insurance industry, volume = food.
Being bombarded with food at the office is not fun, and I do confess there are times I partake. All I can say is that I'm glad Girl Scout cookie season is over. Walking by Samoas takes every bit of self-restraint I can muster.