Running from Food

Learning to have a healthy relationship with food through the joy of running.

I am not a fittie

I’ve been enamored with Twitter lately. So many people on there who inspire me, encourage me and make me laugh.

One of the sub-cultures I’ve discovered in Twitter-land is the #fitfam. A huge group of people who call themselves “fitties” and are, to their credit, obsessed with being in shape and eating right. The post pictures of their tummies and their body crushes and how well their collarbones are coming in…

I think that’s great. It’s great to have a passion for fitness.

But I’ll never be one of them.

Why? Because, by and large, they think cheeseburgers are disgusting. I’ll never think a cheeseburger is disgusting. I may not eat nearly as many as I used to, because I don’t want to stroke out before I’m 40, but c’mon. Cheeseburgers are freaking delicious.

Or a burrito. Or fries. Or cupcakes. Or whatever your personal hankering is. (I love all that stuff…why do you think I got to be 60 pounds overweight?)

The last time I lost 65 pounds and got my BMI below the threshold of normal, I still ate what I wanted to…in moderation.

Last night, I took my 3-year-old daughter out on a date. We went to an Italian restaurant.
Italian restaurants are not known for being low-cal joints. Not sure if you’ve noticed. Lots of carbs. And cheese. Lots of cheese.

I had a mozerella stick (and a half, I’m not gonna lie). I had some bread with a tiny bit of dipping oil. And I had an entree. Or rather, I ate less than half of an entree and boxed the rest for home.

But you know what? I was still just over 300 calories under my “budget” for the day.




That’s a new term I’m using. I’m no longer “counting” calories. I’m “budgeting” them. Feels more positive. And responsible. And adult-like.

Look, I don’t judge the fitties. If you’re at the point where flax seed and sprout sandwiches and fruit for breakfast every single day is what gets you up in the morning, I think that’s awesome. I really do.

I’ll just never be that kind of person.

And that’s okay.



Single Post Navigation

10 thoughts on “I am not a fittie

  1. Martha Merrill Wills on said:

    I am a food addict, too. Actually got a real life diagnosis last week. I have been budgeting my calories (again) recently and what’s so funny about finding your post today is that last night I ate two mozzarella sticks, was still under calories for the day, but felt such guilt about it anyway.
    Happy to have discovered your blog!

    • Hey, Martha it’s great to meet a fellow food addict. That’s so funny about the mozzarella sticks. Small world! Thanks for stopping by…I’ll definitely be stopping by your blog too!

  2. I said something along those lines on November 29, 2012, “What I Wrote Wednesday”

    PS. You remind me of a cool guy that I know.

    • Molly,

      Thanks for checking out the blog! I’m so with you. Kinda like #tweetwhatyoueat on Twitter as well.

      P.S. You seem pretty cool yourself!

      • Yea, there’s a time and a place for posting what you eat. The WIAW cult following is a little unnerving. I hate comparing what I eat to that of someone else when they eat is very little (and are “satisfied” with eating… .very little.)

  3. “when *what they”

  4. I love cheeseburgers!! The smell of a steak sizzling somewhere off in the distance still releases a large amount of endorphins for me. But a few healthy things taste good.

  5. nothing wrong with not being a fitty, I’m just a food addict who has a running addiction on the side

  6. Pingback: Links | thiiirdly

  7. Pingback: Am I Eating Enough? « Running from Food

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: