Speaking of food...I recently read an article on CNN about this new craze about paying a pretty girl to eat. I wasn't quite sure how to feel about it. I have my own food issues and insecurities (as do many people, and especially many runners, like myself), and was surprised to hear that many of this girl's fans were women. It commented that some anorexics were able to eat again through watching this girl eat all this food with vigor. Or other women on a diet were living vicariously through her. Or others were just entertained by this tiny female eating enough for a large linebacker (ah, lots of football). Will it take off in the states? I would hope NOT...one in three Americans is overweight, and I believe one in five children (maybe under the age of 10? I can't recall the statistic; I read A LOT of articles on obesity, and can't remember all my facts) in overweight...I hope this girl is exercising and seeing a physician regularly!
The other reason I felt the desire to post is for the impending decisions that I have to make in the next few weeks. The gravity of these decisions are becoming more clear, and it's quite frightening, to say the least. For one thing, I'm not making these decisions solely for my own life; their for my significant other's life, too. I'm trying to choose a school where I know I'll be taken care of and learn lots, as well as a place I know my SO will be able to find a job and won't secretly resent me for moving around. I realize I'm probably the one putting more pressure on myself than my SO is actually putting on me, but I'm projecting onto him, so it's like he's actually doing the pressuring. I'm such an idiot. Why would I be such a meanie to him? I realize this occasionally and furiously apologize to him, and I think he forgives me, but part of me (in my current insecure state) wonders when he's going to get fed up and freak out (he doesn't freak out, so part of me would love to see this). But hey, it's a grown-up relationship, or at least we're trying to be one, and that means going with the natural ebbs and flows of life (he loves cliches). This next step means breaking our streak of a long-term relationship and moving in together, and all I'm thinking is: moving in with a boy?! Eek! But it makes sense for us, so it's just more change to add to the evolving stew.
I guess we should look at these forks in our lives as challenges, and question them, analyze them, obsess over them, forget them, so that we grow. I #heart a good challenge (one of my typical reasons I used when asked when I do something), so all of this change should be exciting, right?!
As Nan likes to assure me: It'll all work out.
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