This is possibly the first really personal post I have written. Being so new to blogging I'm not quite sure how to do this. I am slowly beginning to read a lot more blogs out there. Recipes, strength, determination and motivational blogs are almost part of my daily routine now. All of these help me stick to my goal of becoming a full blown vegan.
Why did I change?
I've been asking myself this question since the day I decided to make the transition, or switch really. It wasn't so much as a transition as it was a complete 160. One day I had a steak, the next it was portobello mushrooms and tofu! HA
So at first what made me think of even changing? I have a couple of people in my life who do follow a vegan, vegetarian diet. I've always been extremely impressed with them, their will power and usually how healthy they seemed to be, but I always thought to myself I would NEVER be able to give up meat... Bacon, Roast, Lamb, Pate, Liver, Sausage, Pork, Chicken... all those just were too much of a staple within my diet.
During the summer of 2013 I did a blood test in France for food intolerance. I found out the reason I had massive and crippling heart burn combined with migraines general sluggishness and a constant stomach ache was because my immune system just hatted wheat, casein (the dairy protein), cow and goat milk, egg yolks and egg whites. To say this was... a life changing discovery isn't strong enough. I would say my diet consisted mostly of all of those products. Which is why I felt so utterly terrible all the time.
This transition was a lot harder than expected and it's still VERY difficult. I crave cheese daily. And I don't always win the battle.
On the upside though, when I stopped eating all those products daily, the boost of energy and general well being was instantaneous! I started running, lost a couple of pounds and just felt good. Something that hadn't really happened in a while. It's strange how you get used to being in pain all the time.
That was in July of 2013. We are now in March of 2014 and I can say I still feel good. The only issue is that when I do give in to a cheese and bread craving, the symptoms get slightly worst every time. Which is why sticking to my diet is so important! I WANT TO BE ACTIVE AND HEALTHY!
Now as of February I decide to give up Meat. Technically I would have gladly just gone vegetarian, but since I just shouldn't have milk products and eggs, I just label myself vegan, for convenience.
The reason why I took this decision... I'm actually still figuring out. The trigger was a documentary I watched on netflix one night when I was on my own. It's called Vegucated and this is a description I found online
Vegucated (2010): I was lucky enough to catch this on the big screen when the director, Marisa Wolfson, came to Columbus on her Vegucated tour! The Vegucated crew follows three New Yorkers, from a variety of backgrounds, who go vegan for six weeks to discover the health benefits and bite off more than they can chew when they learn about the dirty side of the meat and dairy industries.Now that was a wakeup call. I had already seen Food Inc. and Super Size Me which had given the slight urge to change the ways I ate but Vegucated was the one that changed me the most. Seeing people and following them with their journey was inspiring and I thought... Why not try it out.
Well trying it out was SO EASY! It's almost August and I actually don't ever crave meat. Cheese still yes but that's going to be a lifelong struggle. I'm ready to accept that.
I've found out that I'm happy. I was happy before changing all of my food habits and exercise habits too. I think being really happy within my emotional life, having a partner I love and who supports me made me want to become the person I want to be. Not just be, but LIVE. And LOVE LIVING. That's something I've realized happened with this change. I love the way I live. I love the food I cook, I love feeling good, and I actually love the constraints (not always, but most of the time). I love bragging about what I cook and maybe, once in a while, having someone taste a dish I created that they like.
Now with the struggles. I've found the struggles I encounter aren't directly related to me. Well the cheese one is, but putting that one aside, my biggest struggle is my JOB!
I'm a waitress, and most people I work with are just completely... baffled. First they don't believe that what my doctors called Irritable Bowl Syndrome and I call "stupid white blood cells hating all comfort foods" is actually real. They think it's just a thing that doesn't affect my life. Or they say it's psycho somatic. They also believe Celiac disease (which I don't have) isn't real and people are just wimps. Well, if they are right... I don't care! I feel better! Why can't they just accept the fact I eat differently than them.
So beware of the people who just don't understand. You can't let it get to you. I do sometimes and all I want to do is yell at them. YES, this chicken can still look good even if I'm not going to eat it! And this burger can still smell good even though I really don't want to eat it. Also, people describing burgers with layers of bacon really... I don't care. Calling eggs chicken embryos... I don't care! It doesn't affect me that way. Whatever others want to put in their bodies is their business, not mine. My business is to be happy with what I am doing. Being Vegan, cooking a lot and loving the man I live with.
Last but not least, people telling me we only have one life and we should enjoy it... Well if their way of enjoying it is having steak and bacon everyday that's cook. I try not to judge. I really do. But trying to convince me that eating chicken and pork and eggs is the only way to live my life is wrong. The way I plan on living my one life, the only one I have, the precious life I have that I am living is by tang care of myself, feeling good, and being happy. I do all of those by eating delicious, yes DELICIOUS, vegan food, finding wheat free bread alternatives and eating bucket loads (not really) of sorbet, fruit and vegetables. THOSE things make me feel like I'm living. Not having a steak.
If you've gotten down here congratulations! And thank you :) I hope this wasn't too much of an angry rant and you got to know me a little better.
Live happy. However you feel like living your life, don't let other people tell you any different. I try not to judge other people's eating habits, don't let anyone judge you own.
Live, laugh love!
this post is dedicated to Jenny, who was finally sent to greater and bigger adventures.














