2012 has started off with a bang. My greatest honor to date, Bringing Cooking Back my convenient little cookbook was assigned a dewey decimal number and is now available at the Fort Vancouver Regional Library and is also for sale on the shelves of New Seasons Market – Fisher’s Landing.
The trend continues into February:
- I’m looking forward to spreading my love for good wholesome food with the community by hosting healthy cooking classes at Chuck’s Produce & Street Market.
- A cookbook signing and tasting at New Seasons Market.
- I’ll share my ideas and suggestions on healthy snacking options at Firstenburg Community Center.
- A new addition…I’ll be teaching a Weight Loss and Healthy Lifestyle 101 class at Cascade Athletic Club – Fisher’s Landing.
- My largest venue to date — I’ll speak at Cascade Park Library. This will be more than my weight loss story. I’ll spend time discussing our current food industry and there will be informational handouts and a healthy snack will be provided. I love the public library system.
See the home page for details on all these events.
I’m super-excited about February. I am so lucky to have all these wonderful opportunities. I can truly say, “Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.”
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!