Body, Mind

Stay Curious

I am curious.  I want to know how things work and why.  I pride myself for digging for the details to understand a concept and then decide if it works for me or not.  It’s how I solve problems.

Growing up in the 80’s eating a low-fat diet was all the rage.  Does anyone else remember the potato chips made with special oil that your body wouldn’t absorb?  There was a warning on the package that cautioned you might shit yourself.  People bought them anyway.  They were willing to do anything to lose a few pounds except give up potato chips.

I never had an issue with my weight until after my kids came along.  I was 40 when my daughter Jennifer was born.  I blamed age and hormones for not losing the baby fat.  I bought into the fad of shakes for breakfast, one-hour workouts and eating low fat.  Over the course of that year I gained 18 pounds and I suffered from severe headaches.  It turns out I could not tolerate the ingredients in the protein powder I was using.  I really beat myself up over it. I decided I needed to get curious.  What I was doing wasn’t working so the ‘expert’ advice I had believed for my entire life had to be flawed.

I started reading everything I could get my hands on to learn why I was gaining weight when I was working out twice as hard and eating less.  I learned about the affects of sugar on the body.  I learned about insulin and carbs.  I learned about what fuel my body needed to be at its best.

Once I learned, I tried out and tested the theories on myself.  I found what worked and what didn’t.  It was a 5 years process.  I realized I hate smoothies and shakes.  I hate eating breakfast.  I don’t like hummus, either.

I never want to stop learning.  As long as I stay curious I guard myself against buying into the latest theories hook, line and sinker.  I try them out.  I debate them with anyone who is open to the conversation.  I continue to be curious.  It serves me well.

Next – My son Joey likes to debate politics, pay inequality, and environmental issues.  He says that at 14 he should be allowed to vote because he worked a real job this past summer.  I want to learn to debate politics and world evens with him without saying “Because I’m your mom, and I said so”.