I plan to chronicle my family's switch from the Standard American Diet to a fresh, whole foods diet. It's something I've been interested in for a while. It has constantly drawn me in. Whole foods. Fresh foods. Organic foods. But it's consistently been just out of my reach. Or rather, just outside of how far I chose to reach. But finally (and slowly) I have made the decision to transform our eating habits.
How, exactly, would I determine the beginning of that change?
Was it seven years who when I moved out on my own and had to cook if I wanted to eat?
Was it two years ago when I started working a desk job and my metabolism (and daily movement) plummeted?
Was it eighteens months ago when my stomach started hurting every.single.day?
Was it a year ago when I determined my stomach hurt every single time I ate out?
Was it two months ago when I read In Defense of Food by Michael Pollan?
Was it a month ago when Dad had a heart transplant and I started viewing life differently?
In reality, each of these milestones has had an influence on how I eat. In a three steps forward, two steps back fashion, I have moved towards a healthy diet. But I've always found an excuse to not stick with it. Some excuses were even justifiable - though I will admit, I'm the queen of justification.
But this time - I want it to stick.