First, I suppose, ya'll might want some background info. I have been in college for five years. Two of those years I spent a miserable existence in biology, languishing beneath physics and organic chemistry (oh, those cruel, talented torturer). My third year was a big turn around. I found a new passion.
Nutrition.
Took a nutrition class because, let's be honest, I was drowning in a subject I didn't enjoy and was trying to find some place I belonged. And boy did I. That class...I can still remember the first day I walked in, and God, did I enjoy it. I reveled in it, talked about, obsessed about it. I realized I'd always been fascinated by food and by nutrition and by the body (which was why I reasoned I ought to be a biology major--I didn't really allow myself to see the options).
Now, I'm a senior, going through my rotations in my internship. Which I'm sure ya'll will hear about from time to time. I've ate, drank, (no pun intended....well, maybe I did intend that pun....) and breathed nutrition for years.
But why am I Closet Dietitian? Why is that my moniker, the one thing I've plastered all over my Social Media accounts. Do I have secrets--nameless skeletons that hang out among the hangers with me? Why must I whistle that nameless tune in my head?
I'll tell you why.
Because, unless you actually see me at work, unless you actually see my mug on a I.D. badge, you're never going to know that I'm a rising dietitian. Because once you do know, that's it. Ca put History. It's like you'll never trust me again, especially at the table. You'll cast sideways glances at me as you munch on your lunch, make up reasons why you aren't eating a salad instead of that tasty pizza. There's always this sneaking suspicion that I'm counting your calories, measuring the grams of fats and carbohydrates that are on your plate. You'll get defensive or you'll even judge me on what I'm eating. Am I following my preachin', or am I just a big ol' hypocrite.
That ain't gonna be the way I reach people.
Besides, that ain't my place, and I'll be the first to tell you that when it comes to eating healthy, I'm far from perfect. Instead, I'd rather just whistle that tune in my head, singing about nutrition and keeping the information rattling around my ol' noggin all the while secretly whispering the interesting nuggets of information that got me interested in nutrition in the first place.
Sheesh, look at me. I'm so excited about my new blog that there has been several times I've had to delete entire paragraphs because each one can be a new blog by itself. Look for it: My passion with food, my interest in culture, some notes on how I don't fit a cookie cutter, fad diets, presentations, and internship goodies.
This blog was a bit overdue.
So, with a smile on my lips, a tune between my teeth, and a twinkle in my eye, this Closet Dietitian bids you a fond adieu.
