After sitting down to what could have possibly been my fourth (or maybe fifth I lost count) piece of Dad’s chocolate birthday cake, I decided a scan of my Instagram news feed was in order, and immediately regretted that last piece- or last two pieces, of cake. I was greeted by images of green smoothies, reminiscent of Shrek’s swamp, and of tanned (who has a tan in Winter anyway) blonde girls’ abs after a workout, some of them uncomfortably sweaty..
Fitspiration has taken over. My Instagram feed is forever full of photos of meals with recipes that I do not understand unless I Google every ingredient. What is Maca? My brother’s nickname? No! Apparently it is some herby thing found in Peru. LSA? Isn’t that a hard drug? No, don’t be silly it’s linseeds, sunflower seeds and almonds. Of course why didn’t I think of that! I also was unaware that people could eat bee pollen, in fact the concept of bee pollen itself doesn’t really make much sense to me..
What is worse about this current state of #thinspiration is that foods that I originally thought were good for me, are apparently evil! I was made aware of this upon cooking dinner with a friend when she informed me “I never eat pasta anymore because it’s so bad for you.” WHAT? My good friend pasta has betrayed me? He wouldn’t do that, would he? No it’s okay, she informs me, you can buy wholemeal gluten free tasteless pasta instead. Oh yay.
Sometimes I think that the outlook is fairly bleak for those who like that good wholesome comfort food like I do, are we all going to have to convert to a diet of quinoa and acai berries? Spend triple the amount of money buying organic gluten free vegan products?
Nah yolo, I’m going to have another piece of cake.