Remember I told you that I used to be an amateur competitive body-builder? I shared that bit of info for a reason, and it wasn’t for you to think, “Boy, she really let herself go.” I actually had someone say that to me once.
Well, my daughter decided last year that she was going to body-build and start competing. Of course I was the supportive mom and encouraged her to hang in there when she was getting ready for a competition and didn’t think she could handle the prep diet. Believe me it is awful; it brought back memories of my competition prep days that I didn’t want to relive.
In case you’re wondering, my daughter did really well in her first competition. She won her novice class and placed second all around. I am sure many parents would think about reliving glory days. But I didn’t give those glory days one iota of thought. I was happy to help my daughter prepare to get on stage and to scream and yell in the audience when she performed her routine. During the entire completion with all of the gorgeous men and women, I was looking forward to the Cuban meal that we were going to have after the competition. Always the foodie.
About a week after my daughter’s competition—clearly she had forgotten the whining about the precompetition diet—she texted and said, “Now that you’re working out, you need a goal.” I was like, “Huh, why do I need a goal for my workouts?” Being from the texting generation in which responses are short, she replied, “You just do.” The next day she texted again and said, “I think you should work toward body-building again; that should be your goal.” I wanted her to elaborate. She responded, “We could be a mother –daughter duo.” Uhmm, let me think about this—Notttttt!!! I only thought the expletives, I didn’t voice them.
Body-building? My love of enjoying great food, not sure I want to give up, slow cooked short ribs, fried codfish cakes, creamed chipped beef (no really, my mother makes excellent creamed chipped beef), homemade pizza, chicken tikka marsala, falafel with extra tahini. Ok, my taste buds are little eclectic.
I am still not convinced that I need a goal beyond eating clean 95% of the time.