I can tell a real difference in how I feel when I get to the gym regularly and eat lighter foods. Although I’ve gently tugged the family along, for the most part I’m the only one who has really felt the pinch of better food choices. I’ll make vegetables with family dinners but not make them so embedded that the rest of the fam can easily avoid them.
I’m rethinking this approach.
I understand that preschoolers are inherently picky (and if you fight me on this I will literally hit you. Keep your exceptions to yourself). Peanut was incredibly picky through her preschool years and she’s now exploring things like asparagus and broccoli.
Hubs is solidly in adulthood, like me. And as much as I writhe when I smell vegetables cooking, I suck it up. Getting accustomed to eating those vegetables is what is going to get me to where I want to go. So just like getting up for work and paying bills, eating vegetables is just a thing you have to do in adulthood.
The fam has already started balking at the lack of dessert options in the house. Just wait until I start scaling back their cheese crackers and Goldfish. I’ve scaled back on the fruit juices significantly, and I’m eyeing the chips as the next to go. I empathize with them. Let me be perfectly clear that I hate to eat raw vegetables, and I’m only now coming around to some of them cooked. If I’m exhausted it is easy to go into the pantry and grab a handful of salty crackers or Cheerios. It is a lot harder to prepare an apple or roast some zucchini. That’s where I circle back to the idea of taking meal prep to the next level. Do I start making our own trail mixes and ready-to-eat snacks? Instead of whole apples do I get the pre-sliced ones, knowing the citric acid added by the vendor will prevent browning? I need to come up with something because when the days get long, the motivation to stay on the path is next to nil. If I’m feeling that way then I know the rest of the fam must be as well.
What’s good for this goose is also good for my gander.