Showing posts with label vegetarians. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vegetarians. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Imagine my surprise
I am more than a little surprised that I am actually liking this new vegetarian diet and really do not see (right now at least) stopping in a year. I have noticed it takes far less to fill me. I am not hungry so much. The variety is endless and quite tasty. A good friend, Val McGrath, who is supporting me in this and got several cookbooks that are quite full of great recipes: I have been looking at recipes in these books and Val has cooked some of them for me and all of it has been very good. I t looks like this with meld well with my love of cooking and might well mean the vegheads eat well at Camp Maccabee next year. I am already feeling better and have more energy...that might also come from actually sleeping 8 hours a night too :) So far ,so good.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Oh Father, Nooooooooo!
Nine years ago tomorrow I quit smoking for good. It is a decision that I have not regretted once. Now I feel the need to tackle another big problem: my weight.
Several years back, I gave up meat for Lent. AS much as I craved it, I stood firm. That Lent I lost weight and felt healthier than I have ever felt in years. Yet the siren song of a Quarter Pounder, of Fried Chicken, of Ribeye was just too much and ate meat like a mad man (which made me sick initially). I usually associated vegetarianism with malnourished hippie types who look anemic. Not being the hippie type ( I like bathing and all), I eschewed vegetarianism as a lifestyle and gobbled meat like a true carnivore.
On Camp Maccabee I came across two young men who were vegetarians. They were not anemic hippie types (though after a few of the outings they desperately needed a shower). IN fact, they looked quite healthy. After teasing them a bit, I started to remember how good I felt that Lent way back when and decided to use my birthday again (as I did with smoking) as a time to start a new path. So, at least for one year, I am going to try the vegetarian diet. Sure, I might drool every time I pass a herd of cows and contemplate a little steak tartar (or steak mooing). But I have battling weight now for 20 years and coming our on the losing end. So, Forest and Beket, either I will thankful for meeting you a year from now or my head will buried in an all you can eat meat buffet, ripping and snarling through the buffet like a lion tearing through a Wildebeest.
So my vegetarianism is not a political statement (I will still loathe PETA), it is a health statement for me, with the possible exception of a certain priest friend of mine whose entire diet consist of meat, I'll not look at you when you eat meat as if you are beating puppies. Ergo, please don't look at me as if I am some wild eyed hippie who needs a bath...even if I need the latter:)
Several years back, I gave up meat for Lent. AS much as I craved it, I stood firm. That Lent I lost weight and felt healthier than I have ever felt in years. Yet the siren song of a Quarter Pounder, of Fried Chicken, of Ribeye was just too much and ate meat like a mad man (which made me sick initially). I usually associated vegetarianism with malnourished hippie types who look anemic. Not being the hippie type ( I like bathing and all), I eschewed vegetarianism as a lifestyle and gobbled meat like a true carnivore.
On Camp Maccabee I came across two young men who were vegetarians. They were not anemic hippie types (though after a few of the outings they desperately needed a shower). IN fact, they looked quite healthy. After teasing them a bit, I started to remember how good I felt that Lent way back when and decided to use my birthday again (as I did with smoking) as a time to start a new path. So, at least for one year, I am going to try the vegetarian diet. Sure, I might drool every time I pass a herd of cows and contemplate a little steak tartar (or steak mooing). But I have battling weight now for 20 years and coming our on the losing end. So, Forest and Beket, either I will thankful for meeting you a year from now or my head will buried in an all you can eat meat buffet, ripping and snarling through the buffet like a lion tearing through a Wildebeest.
So my vegetarianism is not a political statement (I will still loathe PETA), it is a health statement for me, with the possible exception of a certain priest friend of mine whose entire diet consist of meat, I'll not look at you when you eat meat as if you are beating puppies. Ergo, please don't look at me as if I am some wild eyed hippie who needs a bath...even if I need the latter:)
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