The Grocery Store
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I went grocery shopping today. I usually go once a week on Thursday. In our house the job of doing all the cooking and shopping sort of gradually fell to me. As time has gone on I've went from being a rigid evangelist of pushing healthy choices on people to accepting they're not going to be forced any more than I could be. I ended up somewhere in the middle with everyone. I encourage healthier choices and sometimes they listen. When I cook I sneak in what I can and try to minimize portions of what I can't. Usually, I don't eat things I make for others if I don't see the benefit outweighs the cost in fat and excess calories and carbs. It makes my body feel like I've just eaten garbage anyway.
So I've noticed that I'm shopping like it's for two households. In my house-hold we get lean meat, all the veggies we want, lots of fruit, a glass of wine every Friday night and some little bit of carbs every day.
In the other house they finally consented to going from whole milk to 2%, from fried chicken to baked - with skin still on, etc. In my house we might have an occasional bite of chocolate. In the other house they might have an occasional box of twinkies.
It's weird to be so separate from the people with whom you live with something as intrinsic as food.
I used to have a ritual after the big weekly grocery shop that involved my scarfing down a treat in the parking as soon as I got back in the car. (A box of donuts with chocolate milk perhaps). I still do this. Today the treat was those dry roasted seaweed things (30 cal, no fat, trace minerals and a little protein) and pureed vegetable juice (about 50 cal, no fat, Fiber and vitamin/mineral content good - both a little high in sodium).
It's been automatic pilot for long enough now that I'm starting to make choices within what I feel good about without the internal dialogue and argument first. This has been such a hard place to get to, I think part of me fought it because I didn't really want to surrender the things I did to make myself obese. I wanted to want to let them go so I could be thin again - or at least not remarkably fat - but the habits of decades were strong.
I wonder how others with families handle this issue?