As a kid I hated to eat broccoli. My parents would not let me leave the table until I ate every last bit of it. As I grew older I did not mind it so much as long it was slobbered with butter and salt. Then I stopped eating it all together unless it was buried in some slimy chinese food.
In my 20's I barely ate anything that resembled "real food". Fast food, pizza and chinese filled my plate unless I was too lazy to go out and I would make macaroni and cheese or canned ravioli at home. Sure, you burn it off when you are young but then things started to catch up with me.