Whenever I do something healthy, I blame my sister.
People: “Spinach as a snack?”
Me: “Yeah, my sister eats kale.”
People: “Did you just eat the skin on that kiwi?”
Me: “Yeah, my sister does it and she is hardcore.”
People: “You walk to class every day?”
Me: “Yeah, you should see how far my sister bikes to get to her class.”
People: “Did you just go for a run?”
JK, I don’t run. My sister does, though.
My sister inspires me. If Anna does it, I assume it is healthy and I should probably do it too.
Usually, though, I just use her as an excuse. Whenever I feel people judging me, I mention Anna. “Oh, you think I am being healthy? Ha! If you only knew my sister…”