My Mom sent home a dish of macaroni and cheese for my daughter who missed "family" dinner. This is everyone's favourite but mine and since half the family is in PEI for the Taylor Swift/Keith Urban/Kelly and Regis shows there were lots of leftovers. It made her very happy at lunchtime today.
I was trying to remember the last time I felt such joy in what I was eating. After spending a year+ on Weight Watchers, I've gotten to the point where food is starting to feel like the enemy. Something I need to keep out of the house. Something I need to avoid when I'm shopping (fast food court.) Something I need to guard against when I'm at social events.
I'm currently reading Women, Food and God and finding it very enlightening. I watched her on an Oprah show and felt very much as if she were speaking directly to me. She is making a return appearance on tomorrow's show so I'm looking forward to that.
I've been spending a lot of time thinking about my relationship with food and weight and why it seems like such a life time battle for me. One of the first things I heard her say is that we shame ourselves into losing weight and then think that somehow, after shedding the pounds, we will miraculously be okay with ourselves.
Are you one of the lucky people who never worry about their weight? Or do you struggle with weight and body image?
Do you enjoy food without guilt? Do you accept your body just the way it is? And if you do please tell me what your secret is.