This salad bar called life.

Have you ever thought much about a salad bar? You are probably thinking I’m nuts but when practically your every waking moment revolves around food you tend to think about things like that. You see, my life does revolve around food. What choices to make. What foods I can have. What foods I can’t have. When I can eat this or that? It got me thinking. I’ve determined life is like a salad bar.


How?

When you walk up to a salad bar there are all sorts of food choices. Lettuce, tomato, onion, cucumber, pasta salads, croutons, fruits, craisins (a personal favorite!), cheeses, etc. But have you ever really looked at the items? Mixed in with all the wonderful healthy choices, sometimes very subtly, are not so healthy choices and sometimes down right bad choices. You belly up to the salad bar and load down your plate and you really don’t give it much thought, do you? After all, it is a salad bar for Pete’s sake…it is good for you! But you better be careful!

My life is much like the salad bar. I make lots of good choices, especially in my quest to have a healthier lifestyle. I strive to make the best food choices and I’m training for the 5K and exercising. But sometimes I make a bad choice. Sometimes I realize when I’m making the wrong choice, like wolfing down a pop tart or cookie because I’m upset or frustrated. Sometimes I don’t realize what I’m doing. I equate that to the pasta salads. They look good but you better be careful. Then there are the puddings…you know these when you see them. The down right, no two ways about it BAD stuff.

This week has been frustrating for me. Lots of life pressures are weighing down and sometimes I unfortunately let them get the better of me. That is when I need to push away from the table and go get a fresh plate at the salad bar with fresh and new choices.

So today, I’ve bellied back up to the bar with a clean plate, looking over my choices. I’m making a real effort to only pick the good items. Amazing how much better I feel when I eat from the good section of the salad bar!

Tonight is a group run and I’m looking forward to sweating, laughing, running and working off that nasty pudding I got on my first trip to the bar.

On a side note: Kudos to my son. He was chosen for an invitation only steel drum and world music group last night. I am so proud of him!