Eating Local Means Eating Healthy, Right?
|August 17, 2012||Posted by Lauren under HOTR Eats, LifeontheRun|
Ever since moving to Vermont, Evan and I have really been taking advantage of local foods and homemade cooking. Which would be super awesome and healthy…if that local fare wasn’t primarily cheddar cheese, bread, and our new favorite craft beer. And the homemade stuff wasn’t primarily baked goods.
Okay, so there’s been some healthy stuff mixed in there too. We try to buy local produce whenever we can and we always get our eggs from a local farm. We rarely eat out and never get take out (even if that’s only because take out doesn’t actually exist up here…).
We’ve also been experimenting with new recipes. My love for cooking has been rekindled now that I have a partner to help out/cook for. And Evan has gotten into it too — by making his own pasta sauce, vegetable broth, and even trying out homemade seitan (I’ll post the recipe if/when we ever perfect it!).
But for all the healthy foods, there’s been plenty of unhealthy stuff too. We pretty much live off of cheese, have taken it upon ourselves to keep the local bread bakery in business, and have made it our mission to sample every single kind of McNeill’s brew on the market.
You can’t really blame us though. When you live right near the absolute best cheddar cheese in all of the United States, how can you not consume a pound a week?
Plus, the bakery offers different types of breads on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. So I go on Monday to get my Maple Oat bread, Wednesday to get my Ciabatta, and by Friday, that Cinnamon Raisin is looking pretty good. (I mean — you’ve got to have variety, right??)
Add to that the fact that I got this beautiful new toy as a wedding gift from my sister-in-law, and you can see how there’s been an overabundance of baked goods, saturated fats, and delicious carbohydrates in this house ever since.
I probably would have gone on my merry cheese-eating, beer drinking, dessert-inhaling ways for months if I hadn’t made a startling discovery the other day. As I went to get dressed for a run, I realized that my running shorts — pants that are supposed to be roomy and comfortable — were starting to get just a little too snug.
Now I’m really not someone who obsesses over weight. I don’t own a scale and I accepted the way my body was built a long time ago. But…when your running shorts stop fitting you so well, you know you have a bit of a problem.
I’ve read enough about people gaining weight after they got married to know that it’s a pretty common thing. But for whatever reason I just sort of figured I was immune to it. After all, I cooked for Evan all the time even before the wedding, I knew how to eat healthy, and I’m training for a marathon. Clearly running more means I can eat whatever I want…right? Plus, like I said — we’re more focused on eating local and cooking meals at home now than ever before. And I thought all local and homemade foods were healthy! Isn’t that what the blogging world sort of tells you anyway?
Obviously I know that just because something is made in my own kitchen or a kitchen down the street doesn’t mean that it should be consumed in large quantities. But my point is that it can be easy to fall into that trap. I didn’t actually think we were eating all that poorly until I took a step back and looked at just how much of my favorite foods I was consuming.
I’m not going to stop eating cheese (that would be sad) or buying fresh bread, but it might be time to cut back on the baked goods just a little bit. And it probably wouldn’t hurt to try to be more mindful the next time I want to consume an entire block of cheddar in one sitting.
…not until after this weekend, though. I’m heading back to Rhode Island for a special someone’s wedding, and I think that calls for celebrating with unlimited cheese and dessert, don’t you?