1994 The First Beginning
Friday, April 16, 2010
We lived in Arkansas, the country part...trees and land and woods. My parents are still together and didn't fight much for my growing up so I give them credit for that.
I have a sister too, Michelle. She is ten years older. I learned a lot seeing her teen interactions with our parents. She has always been a healthy weight, smart, makes the right choices in life...she's patient for things where I want it quickly and against better judgment and as mom says, I'm the kind that has to learn my mistakes by trying.
In 1994, I was ten, 6th grade, 5'6", and ~190. I don't know if you remember school...but most girls are LITTLE! Even through high school, let alone elementary...and there I was, only 2.5" from my adult height and definitely overweight.
Why was I overweight?
At the time, I didn't really know. You know? Life is life when you're a kid...what you see every day is what you think is normal. In my house, food staples included Fruity Pebbles, Hot Dogs, Bologna, White Bread, Milk, Pepsi, and cigarettes. These were the things that dad asked mom to stop and pick up before coming home if they'd run out. The things they thought should be bought in bulk and stored in a deep freezer. Our vegetables were always canned and our fruit always in a little fruit cup.
Don't jump on me! I'm not saying it's all never eat this food...but moderation, healthier options...just weren't in the picture.
There were four main problems against my health as a child.
One: Allowed to get food at will.
Two: The healthy choice was not available.
Three: The really good foods went fast.
Four: Exercise was optional.
It was a free-for-all family. You want food? Ok, go make it. I was allowed to get whatever whenever. What do you think I ate? Oh yes...three cheese-filled hot dogs and buns and mayonnaise in a sitting with Pepsi or milk, followed by some zebra cakes.
My first diet was something that meant the whole first day you ate all fresh pineapple...something about so MUCH pineapple and I became allergic, day two=mangoes, hated them they taste like straight perfume.
The next attempt was the cabbage soup diet. Made it to around day 4 and discovered myself eating a piece of bread, STRAIGHT? bread, it was unheard of in my house, but it was delicious.
I remember my parents arguing about my wanting to diet. I had started by asking for diet pills I saw in a magazine. Mom explained that they were fake, diet pills have been around and gimmick tv ads since she was little and everyone's still fat. Dad was mad that mom was ok with me eating "diet food", saw it as a risk to my health because I was so young. I'm not sure why he didn't recognize the other risks of the bad food or his chain smoking.