Diary of a Habyt babe PT. 1
By Kate Holland - a Habyt member
Have you ever watched a hilariously bad informercial and wondered, "Who actually buys this crap?" Well, that would be me. My whole life, I've been an easy sell. I'm the person who desperately wanted believe that Tae Bo would make exercising fun and easy, that Proactiv would clear my skin, and that the Chia Pet would be a delightful decorative accent for my room. In my adult life, I've become particularly susceptible to diet and workout plans that tell me I can get the "perfect" bikini body while still enjoying the foods I love. I have a basket in my living room that has somehow come to hold nothing but abandoned diet guides. I imagine that at night, they come alive. Kayla Itsines tries to fight the girls from Tone It Up, while whoever the hell created the Whole 30 collects bets on who wins.
These fad diets are usually only successful in making my wallet thinner. Which was fine, because up until now I didn't really need them. Somehow a fit body was bestowed upon me, without me doing a single thing to deserve it. The color green was nowhere in my food rainbow and Sour Patch Watermelons might as well have been considered a serving of fruit. However, about six months ago, the invisible band around my stomach snapped and I started to gain weight for the first time in my life. This is probably due to the unfortunate combination of stress eating and not being 22 anymore. The additional weight isn't really noticeable, except I can feel it (that, and few of my pants are now reserved for "standing only" occasions). I try not to use the terms skinny and fat, so instead I've been describing myself as a bit doughy. Which is fine, except I'm used being a thinner, crispier cookie.
If you can't tell by the delicious description of my own fat rolls, processed foods and I run deep. Up until now, I've been able to eat like an unattended child in a candy store and with no repercussions. As a result, I am completely ill-equipped at managing my own nutrition. Which is why I reached out to Christina about The Habyt. Because what's the point of loosing weight if I'm just going to gain it right back? I want to change the way I think about food and dieting. It's time to switch my relationship status with food from "torrid, love affair" to "happy, well-balance marriage." Which brings me here. And let's just say Christina has her work cut out for her. Why? Because I'm actually typing this between eating spoonfuls of frosting from the can.
