Lesson Learned

It is fair to say that in the past i ate like a glutton. In fact every time I think of my prior eating habits I shudder at the obnoxious pride I took in my over consumption. Unfortunately I am not the only one who falls into this category by a long shot, in fact more Americans are obese (having a BMI of 30 or higher) then any other nation in the world.

Just to put things in perspective, my current weight is 152. The "normal" range for my height is between 143-172. With a weight of 152, over 97 percent of men in the world who are my same height weigh more then me.

Now don't get me wrong I'm not railing against you to stop eating out or enjoying your favorite treats. In fact this isn't about you...shocking I know.

I wanted to say this. I feel like I am being taught a lesson about life through all this. What once made me happy, what I used to travel great distances to try, what made me love holidays, no longer brings joy. Food, in all its glory of succulent love, soulful flavor, and sweet memories is now my cross to bear. Food has become a job, a task, a burden.

What an interesting turn of event. Turns out anything when taken to an extreme can become a vice even food and everything even something we formerly loved can become our cross to bare.