Here’s the thing, I come from a long line of FANTASTIC cooks. My mother is fabulous. My grandmothers could cook anyone on Food Network under the table on their worst day. Holidays were more like all day food tours, going from Grandmother to Grandmother to Aunties’ House. And not just the expected Thanksgiving or Christmas but Memorial Day, Fourth of July, Labor Day, Father’s Day, Mother’s Day…Tuesday. Food has been more of an expression of love and creativity. I don’t think my husband (then boyfriend) EVER left my Grandma Dorothy’s house without having eaten something. I know I’m not the only one who understands what is about to go down when someone “puts their foot” into something they’ve prepared! Here’s the other thing, I’ve inherited my family’s talents and developed into a pretty impressive cook myself. I LOVE feeding people! It’s my way of expressing gratitude or affection to people I care about. It also makes me feel closer to my grandmothers when people enjoy my food they way I enjoyed theirs. Food and what it brings with it is an integral part of who I am.
Okay, so Lisa did not consult with my mom or Grandmothers about the menu she gave me. But in trying to follow it, I’ve discovered how important food has been to me. The first three weeks were so difficult because I kept trying to find a way to get some Aljestmas and Dorothy up in there which was the wrong approach. It greatly limits what their love is to me and does for me. So this past week, I have really been eating the same things…over and over again. And it really hasn’t bothered me. In fact I’ve lost more weight than I lost last week because I’ve taken the power that food has had over me. Seriously, how excited can a person get over 3 ounces of Foremen’d chicken breast and 2 cups of steamed broccoli? Now I feel like food is more the constant in the equation instead of the variable. Now my health gain (this is bigger than weight loss…“you’ll have what you say”, right?!) is dependent upon what I put in at the gym instead of what I put in my mouth. Amen.