You know those people that will pretend they aren't jealous, that’s not me. I'm going to be up front today and tell you I'm jealous of this new generation of girls growing up right now.
Girls now are being raised during this whole fit life era. They are being told to work out, to lift weights, and to be active. They are being taught how to eat, how to track macros, how to live entire healthy life styles. I think it's amazing. I'm so happy for our children’s futures, to know that we may create a generation healthier than mine. I'm also jealous. I grew up during time when women were confined to walking and Jazzersize. I grew up during the fat free era. I grew up at the end of the diet pill phase, where women took handfuls of diet pills, didn't eat, and then threw up if they did eat too much. I see all of these young, fit girls at the gym now and I'm envious. I went to the gym when I was 16, I even had a trainer. Here’s what she had me do. Run for a few minutes on the treadmill, do crunches, and then do the thigh machine. That was it. I feel cheated.
Of course now I have control of it, and I've seen the wise ways of the weight rack, but that doesn't mean I don't look down at my stretch marks, disfigured body, and wish that America hadn't figured this out just a bit sooner. I hope the girls of today are taking notes. I hope they pass this down for generations to come. I hope that 50 years from now we don't have another generation of girls hooked on diet pills thinking they have to be on Atkins or live on fat free sour cream. I hope girls continue to learn to cook, and meal prep, and eat right. I hope vegetables keep being trendy, and healthy lifestyles become the norm.
I hope schools keep teaching kids to cook. Last year my sons school let him cook every Wednesday. They learned a few kinds of eggs, tacos, french toast, pancakes from scratch, BLT wraps, etc. I remember getting to cook maybe two times total in home ec (one gross omelette and one taco salad). My son looked forward to that class every week, and then came home and made everything he learned in school. He still makes pancakes for his friends and brother on the weekends. Rob and I have taught him to make other things too. I let him help with dinner a lot. His specialty is breakfast though. Brandon makes a variety of different eggs. What’s important is, I know when he moves out he won't feel like he has to live on ramen noodles.
While I'm jealous of this new generation of fit kids, I'm also so stoked to know my kids will grow up knowing about veggies, whole wheat grains, and balanced meals, while also knowing where to find the best dessert in all of San Francisco.