"I'd rather not answer that question right now....I'm still carrying a little holiday weight." ~Ross Gellar

It's times like these that I look in the mirror and think....."I wonder if it's time to start training for another marathon......" Good Lord! How did this happen? it was less then two months ago that I completed a marathon, and now look at me! It's that damn job at Family Video where no one let's you leave to get food, except when it's fast food, and the only thing around to eat is candy!!! (well that and other things) Sometimes I think about just how wrong it is to want to be a missionary and at the same time, by the standards of the American Health whatever, I'm considered overweight.....
Somewhat ironic don't you think? I've also noticed a trend amongst the missionaries that I meet, that most of them are overweight as well. What is it about that American culture that has casued us all to be grossly overweight, present company included. I think America eats it's feelings. We live in such a surface society where everyone expects each other to be happy all the time that when we feel lost or angry or upset about something....we eat. We stop by the local fast food restaurant pick up a value meal and oh hell, why not...SUPER SIZE IT! It's been a rough day you deserve it!
I really think that this culture's lack of awareness of the nutritional well being of other humans in other cultures has nothing to do with being inconsiderate (well maybe a little), I think instead we've created an atmosphere in which we've made food equivalent to happiness. Wanna hang out with friends? Let's go out to dinner, not just any dinner, The Cheescake factory where each plate can feed two to three people! It'll be fun. And let's not just do it once a week, but two or three times instead!
Don't get me wrong, what they say is true, when you point a finger there are three pointing right back at you, and from myself to myself the blame is given and accepted. So what is the answer? Is there an answer. Is my own theory of,"You can't change an entire culture," (a thought I've adopted about the war in Iraq, a topic for another time) something that carries over to the eating habits of North America? Will we ever learn to change our eating habits? Will we ever stop producing obese children, or teenagers who have to undergo Gastric Bypass surgery if they ever want the chance of making it to the age of 30? I don't know America? Maybe we can only do our part by individually making the choice to put down the cheeseburger, and just walk away.