83 days ago I ate the last omelette I ever hope to eat. I used to have meat at least once a day... sometimes twice. Then for a number of reasons (more on this later) I came to the conclusion that it is possibly the worst thing I could do to my body, besides not exercising.
I didn't want to set out determinedly and fall flat on my face, so I promised myself that I would go 40 days without meat, a sort of Lent. That's all. And after that I could do as I wanted... eat all the meat, sushi, eggs benedict or whichever previously living, breathing, sensing, autonomic I wanted to tear into.
Before I made this promise to myself for the 40 days, I mentally listed all the things I would never enjoy the same way (or at all)... Sushi, steak, salmon, brunch(!) and chicken nuggets. I reasoned, I have eaten enough of these in my life and it is only 40 days.
First few days were torture.... first thing I noticed was how the meat eaters are always taunting us with their drumsticks. At every turn, someone was offering me a burger or offering to split a pepperoni panzerotti! Shame on them! Second salient thought on the subject that I can recall is how the heck do vegetarians survive? There's only so much veggie stir fry with rice, or same stir fry in wraps, or pasta that a girl can eat!
Of course as with any big change in my life, I spent hours on Google trying to figure out all the wonderful life changes that I was going to wake up with on the following morning. I now know that was impatient of me.
There has been a change, albeit one known only to me: my sensitive stomach and gut are thanking me.
67 days ago I gave up refined sugar. This is the single most difficult thing I have ever done. I need to delve into this one a bit more. But for now let's leave it at that.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Friday, July 5, 2013
Running and not running
I keep insisting to myself that I'm a runner... and failing miserably at keeping it up. It takes so much effort to get into running and developing good endurance... it should be a punishable crime by some fitness authority to be give it up so flippantly.
As I am determined to set things straight.. I joined a running group in Mississauga. It turns out, this particular group happens to run on weekday mornings only. Somehow, I ended up volunteering to be the leader for a brand new weekend group! Oh my. So, my job this weekend is to map out a route, pace and time and get back to the organizer.
Perhaps this is just the push that I needed. Time to lace up those Nike Freeruns (the Vibram Bikila's did a number on my foot this year - but that's another post) and get out there!
As I am determined to set things straight.. I joined a running group in Mississauga. It turns out, this particular group happens to run on weekday mornings only. Somehow, I ended up volunteering to be the leader for a brand new weekend group! Oh my. So, my job this weekend is to map out a route, pace and time and get back to the organizer.
Perhaps this is just the push that I needed. Time to lace up those Nike Freeruns (the Vibram Bikila's did a number on my foot this year - but that's another post) and get out there!
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
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