There is one task which I find to be the most annoying task EVER. Ok, I’m being slightly dramatic. Really though, it always leaves me feeling completely inadequate (and that’s a nice way of putting it). It’s those stupid plastic bags in the produce and meat sections of the grocery. I despise them. Yet I HAVE to use them. It would not be acceptable to have a cart with 6 apples, 2 lemons, 3 peppers, 2 pomegranates, 4 avocados and 10 red potatoes rolling around, and the cashier would hate me.
I take off my gloves (because I have to dress like an eskimo in the grocery), and I pull off ONE bag, which happens successfully about 67% of the time. Then with the bag in between two fingers, I roll my fingers back and forth. When that doesn’t work, I try to pick the two plastic pieces apart. Then I sometimes discover that I’m working on the wrong end. And I’m in a great mood the rest of the Kroger trip.
I had to open more bags than normal today, but I was determined not to let it affect my mood. I was on a mission today to get back into a healthy lifestyle. No, it’s not a New Year’s Resolution; I’m hoping it can be a life resolution. I’m tired of feeling yuck. Yes, it’s partly been because of pregnancy, but I know what I’ve been putting into my body has not helped at all.
Can you relate?
I won’t go on and on about how we as Americans eat too much junk, drink too much sugar, yada yada. You know that already.
I’ve spent a lot of time thinking and praying about how I can be more productive and make more of a difference in the lives of those around me. I want to serve God and my family first and foremost, and then the people outside of my immediate realm. But how can I expect to do that when I go through each day tired and end each day feeling drained of all physical and mental energy?
I know it’s directly connected to how I treat my body, but I haven’t done a whole lot to make it better. I eat too many processed foods, and I am good to exercise once a week.
My body is a “temple” for the Lord. This is what he’s given me. Am I taking care of it?
Intimidation sets in every time I open Pinterest and see all of the “Paleo diet” pins and moms with super-muscles. I can’t buy all organic; I don’t want a $300 grocery bill every week. Honestly, I don’t think all organic is necessary anyway. But I am choosing to get over the intimidations and insecurities and make better choices.
Today I left with a slightly higher-than-normal grocery bill, but a much healthier selection of foods. I’m not exactly sure what I’m going to do with all of it yet. I’m not even sure how to pronounce some of it. I’m hoping that “garbanzo beans” are the same thing as chickpeas and that what I picked out is what I need for my newest Pinterest recipe. Lord help me.
I’m not setting out to be perfect; that would be an unrealistic effort that’s sure to fail. I will probably still eat some peanut M&M’s tomorrow, and I will still eat pancakes with butter and syrup on Friday for Clint’s birthday. I will be placing an order for Pizza Hut (thin crust) for dinner tonight.
I think God blesses our efforts when we set out to do the right things. I know none of us want to hear this, but I keep coming across Bible verses about gluttony. We say we are just “blessed” with lots of good food options, and we certainly are, but does that mean it is ok to eat and eat and eat when so many around the world don’t have enough to make it through one day? Our food choices are not just affecting our own bodies.
It’s something worth thinking about.
Do you have any tips for me when it comes to making better choices? I’m anxious to hear them.
Do you have changes you need to make? Maybe we can encourage each other.
One final question: How do YOU open those darn plastic bags?