Yesterday, as I ran to pick up lunch, I had a flashback to me, a few years ago.
I started my first job in the city in June 2008, and I actually worked just around the corner from where I’m working now.
I walked into Tasty Cafe yesterday, and I realized I’d been there before–after an interview for that job nearly four years ago. I remembered getting a roll with butter and a coffee (and a banana, obviously) and thinking I was “so New York.”
Back then, a buttered roll for breakfast was the norm, followed by a chicken parm sandwich for lunch. I’d lug gym clothes to work…but they’d collect dust in my desk drawer.
Yesterday, I got a piece of chicken there with some sweet potatoes and broccoli on the side.
(So maybe the sauce on the chicken is not quite as healthy as I realized.)
But yesterday, as I looked for the healthiest thing on the menu that wasn’t salad, I realized how much my life had changed since then. How there’s this whole healthy NYC–with more fitness classes and healthy restaurants than I could ever try–that I never knew about. That I don’t blink twice at the idea of walking a mile or so at lunch to grab something to eat. Â (Total, not each way.) That I walk a mile to and from work every day–and work out on top of that. That even if I’m not vegan or paleo or whatever, I’m still far healthier than I used to be, and my coworkers consider me the “one who eats all those healthy things.”
What reminds you of the “old” you?