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  • Writer's pictureCaylie Poola

Why You Should Marry Food

Before I even continue, I should say that I know the title of this post, saying you should marry food, sounds ridiculous and abnormal. But stick with me on this for a few minutes, okay?

No, I am not recommending you literally marry food, but it's the only way I know how to put it that makes sense in my head.

I have heard people say more times then I'd like as having an "unhealthy relationship" with food. And if people are going to keep describing their eating habits as a relationship, then make it official and marry food. And have a happy marriage.

So often, especially in a world of instagram models and Tik Tok feeds being filled with seemingly perfect people, it's super easy to get lost in it all and become insecure with your body, I mean, I know I have. I've been eating plant based for about almost a year now (about 80% of the time), and it's truly changed the way I look at food. I used to be a gymnast, eat an abnormal amount of pasta with butter and cheese, and it never really caught up with me, (until it did). When you can eat what you want like I did in high school, and not really gain much weight, it creates habits that can be unsustainable and unhealthy. So, when I started growing up and my body changed, I had this realization that eating like well, crap, wasn't going to work to my benefit. Don't get me wrong, as a senior in high school I made healthy choices each day with food, but I was no where as aware of nutrition as I am now, and ate a lot less of the variety of foods I enjoy today. I was overall pretty picky.

For me, it wasn't until I broke my knee winter break of my freshman year at Elon University that I realized I truly had to make a change with the way I ate. I didn't gain weight in college, I actually lost some, it was literally like my metabolism got faster. But when you have a severe injury like I did, and can't walk for months, it's pretty hard to stay in shape. People brought me McFlurries and cookies and anything to cheer me up, but the cheer it brought me was only temporary. I just began to feel bad about myself. And bad FOR myself. (I had many pity parties during this time in my life, no one came).

I could go in way more depth about how the year 2019 changed the way I looked at food forever, and I will someday, but my point with that short little story is that for me, that time period was when I finally realized that these fad diets and fake healthy snacks that filled the shelves of grocery stores actually kind of, well, *spoiler alert* suck for you.

I guess you could say that I broke up with food for a second. And we got back together and really worked on our relationship. If Kourtney Kardashian and Scott Disick were me and food, I went from their on and off Scotts a bad boy phase, to healthy co - parents and friends. Maybe that didn't make as much sense as it did in my head, but you get my point.

Being married to food is the best because now I have a healthy understanding that food is meant to support me, fuel me, and give me balance and energy. I stopped eating all the fake chemicals put into food, (because why would you want a fake marriage?), and I started eating more plants. I don't exactly know how to make this marriage concept apply to everything I'm talking about right now, clearly. But one thing I do know is that being married to food means I am committed to fueling my body with whole, good, meals and snacks that fulfill my hunger and help me to feel my best, inside and out. I promised myself to stop going on "dates" with different diets, and trends, and stick to what I know so far to be true. Drink a lot of water, eat a lot of plants, avoid added sugar and salt, add protein to each meal, and if you want an ice cream, just get one.

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