Outside of the Box: Clark College Spring ’13

Today, I spent the better of my day guest lecturing at Clark College. Three classes with about 90 students! This is the third quarter my cookbook, “Shop, Cook, Eat: Outside of the Box” has been used as part of the curriculum for Health 100: Food and Your Health — surreal.

My lectures focus on the sections from the cookbook: Grocery shopping, kitchen basics, and in this case how to prepare whole grains. I also demonstrated a couple of recipes from the cookbook so the students can see how simple and delicious eating Outside of the Box can be.

I absolutely love visiting campus. There’s something about the energy, the youthfulness. I am thrilled, humbled, and honored to be a part of the students educational journey to health.

Chrisetta Mosley

Chrisetta Mosley

I am a product – and now a survivor – of childhood obesity. As a child, my family always told me that my extra weight was merely baby fat and I’d eventually grow out of it. I never did. Instead, my childhood is filled with memories of not being able to ride a bike, flattening its training wheels from being over the recommended weight, and avoiding P.E. classes by any means necessary. For years, I wore my fatness like a wounded soldier wears a Purple Heart - with pride. I owned the look. I dressed it up. I worked the room. There wasn't a skinny girl who intimidated me. I made sure my hair was laid just right. Nails polished. Outfits coordinated to the tee. Accessories to compliment every outfit. But everyone has a breaking point, and mine came in the spring of 2004 when I tipped the scale at nearly 400 pounds 388 to be exact. I was MISERABLE trapped inside of that body. I no longer wore my Purple Heart with pride. Rather, I was ashamed and frightened. Ashamed that I had allowed food to become my everything – frightened I would die because of it. Drastic times called for drastic measures... Today, I’m bound and determined to live a better, healthier, active lifestyle. I realize I’m no longer a passenger in my life, I’m the driver. I’m overcoming my inhibitions and I’m slowly but surely saying farewell to my old childhood nemesis, obesity. For once and for all, Farewell Fatso!

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