WHAT?! YOU HATE FOOD? WHAT KIND OF FREAK ARE YOU FOOD IS LIKE THE BEST THING EVER KNOWN TO MAN JESUS WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!….
…everyone just calm down!
Of course I don’t hate food. Please breathe and don’t have an aneurysm.
I love food. That’s just the problem. My mom always asks my brother, “Are you living to eat, or eating to live?” (Living to eat…duh.) But the way I see it, food is a huge part of our life even if we don’t want it to be. We eat (minimum) three times a day, if not more. Including snacks and “grazing”, I probably eat closer to five times a day (especially when the pantry is stocked full of delish tidbits). Even when we’re not at home with food at our fingertips, we’re either out for long periods of time (in which, we are guaranteed to eat) or tantalized with food stands, food smells, food posters, food advertising. Food (now that I’ve typed it so many times, “food” is starting to look weird) is a constant in our life.
But I’m not one of those people who can eat to my stomach’s content and not put on an ounce of fat (CURSE YOU CRUEL GENES!) This is the main issue. If I wanted to, I could probably reach around 200 pounds in a week if I ate in a certain way. It’s because my family is freakishly healthy that we all maintain normal weights despite our (much) less-than-average heights.
If you’re like me, you probably get SO annoyed when you see these skinny or buff people and are like,
“wow…they must have ridiculous willpower and exercise A LOT to get that body…wish I could do that” *goes back to eating sundae*
Then you meet them and are like
“SOOO what sports do you play?”
“I suck at sports.”
..oookay. “Do you like diet a lot?”
“Are you kidding me?” *holds up plate with every possible item from the lunch buffet*
Yeah, those people can go die.
If you are one of those people, I’m kidding. You can stay alive. But you are ridiculously lucky.
Food has this obnoxious way of creeping up on you at the worst times. Like when you’re TRYING to lose five pounds (hypothetically speaking, so people don’t get their knickers in a knot) and then there happens to be this cute family reunion just as you’re getting on a roll. You’re faced with eleventeen kinds of pies, eighty kinds of cakes, forty kinds of cookies, and some special coconut-ice-cream-chocolate concoction that you just HAVE to try. Yeah, thanks a lot Food. THANKS FOR HELPIN ME OUT!
I guess my “hatred” for food is partially my fault. Like when I’m home on the weekends, I can go from breakfast (noon) to dinner (8 PM) without any food in between. But I just don’t. At 4, I go, “WOAH I HAVENT EATEN FOR FOUR HOURS WHATS WRONG WITH ME” *stuffs face*
Just kidding.
But I do have this internal clock thing that tells me I should eat even if I’m not hungry. This isn’t about me trying to lose weight or anything. I’m just jealous of the people who have lightning-fast metabolisms and never put on a gram of fat no matter what they eat.
What about you guys? Are you one of those people who can pig out and never gain weight, or one of those people who has to watch what they eat? What’s your take on food?