Everywhere you look obsession is staring you in the face, some positive and some not so well. We have become a nation obsessed with looking good, from men pumping steroids and consuming masses of food to become bigger, to women living with the sole purpose to be lean. Food is no longer just food, every morsel that enters people’s mouths is weighed and analysed. Macro’s macro’s macro’s. I never remembered being obsessed with the weighing scales when I was a teen and I certainly don’t remember fixating about calories. Gym’s, training and sports were all happier things to be part of then.
Everything has changed overnight. Where was this idea of ‘IF IT FITS YOUR MARCO’S’ three or four years ago? How did we survive without it? For the love of god how did men manage to get some muscle and how did women get lean? Arnold Schwarzenegger must have been a mythical creature and Pamela Anderson must have been photoshopped 24/7.
We have become obsessed with looking good so much so that it doesn’t matter if we are happy or healthy as long as people look at us and think I want her body. It’s wrong, all wrong. Everywhere I turn I am surrounded by people obsessed with food. The enjoyment is gone, all over Instagram I see people boast about how they hit their macro’s today or how they’ve went off track and their life is in tatters (excuse my exaggeration). But when did food become something we should be ashamed of consuming, if you’re happy and healthy shouldn’t that be what matters?
Do you really think its ok to weigh every gram of food passing your lips, to be obsessed with hitting targets and feeling guilty when you don’t? I see some many people, women in particular training for competitions, appearing happy on the outside but on the inside they are miserable trying to keep up with this pressure and unhealthy obsession. We fail to remember that there are younger generations watching us in admiration; please don’t pass on these unhealthy obsessions. I turned out pretty ok for a kid who didn’t care about calories or exercising to lose weight, hey I even managed to achieve plenty in sport without worrying about macros’.
I’ve been there and I’ve done that, I’ve spent my six, eight, twelve weeks watching everything I put into my mouth, weighing my food, recording in ‘MyFitnessPal’ and avoiding restaurants for the fear of god someone would give out about my eating. And let me tell you, I don’t care what anyone says; it’s not worth it, ever. You can be your size eight, you can be nine stone and you can have your cake and eat it too because it’s all about balance.
This healthy living, clean eating, strong is the new skinny is all about balance. Don’t become obsessed with food so much so that a chocolate bar on a Sunday drives you into a state of depression and you punish yourself with excessive cardio to burn it off. It’s ok to treat yourself, its ok to indulge; you’ve worked your ass off the other ninth five percent of the time. Life is for living.
On the other hand, ‘IF IT FITS YOUR MACRO’S’, wasn’t designed for you to live in a chemical shit storm 24/7. Do you really feel good making those biscuits fit your macro’s every day or how about that aspartame layered energy drink? If so pull the finger out and do some research, learn to love your body a little more than feeding it crap. Just because all foods are made of the same macronutrients that DOES NOT make them the same, ever think about your micronutrients? Eat better, feel better.
Just because the sweet stuff you love so much fits your macro’s on a daily bases doesn’t mean you need to over rely on them, these things were designed as treats for a rainy day, a little pick me up. Your body wants good wholesome food, not something that your dog won’t eat. Break the habit, feel better physically and mentally.
Understand that Paige Hathaway, Jen Settler, Kim Kardashian and all these other ‘idols’, don’t even look like themselves butt naked and bare in front of the mirror. The media feeds us appealing images that sell and we buy into them. Women want these dream bodies that don’t even exist. Appreciate that we all have rolls, we all have bumps, we all hate something about ourselves and that’s life.
On that note, I guess my message is- lead a life you’re happy in, be healthy, enjoy your wholesome foods and your dirty little treats when the time calls. Don’t be defined by a size, a weighing scales, and an unrealistic lifestyle. Balance and moderation.