It’s been just shy of two months since I decided to embark upon my vegan journey, and I would just like to take the time to say that dammit, I feel good. Let me count the ways…
My energy level has skyrocketed. I have always been pretty high energy, but never like this. I am able to get out of bed much easier in the morning, I have no afternoon nap craving and while I still enjoy the flavor of coffee, I don’t crave caffeine the way I used to. I find that my runs have been much easier, and instead of dragging through that last mile, I have actually had the ambition to add distance and intensity. It’s pretty sweet. While I am still waiting on that constant DoYouThinkSheIsPregnant? glow, I have noticed a new shine to my hair. On top of this, I find myself thinking throughout the day, damn, I feel good. spontaneous interpretive dance often follows. And really, I haven’t had any crazy withdrawals or suffocating cravings, although I swear my room-mate Lindsay was eating a bowl of yogurt and I could smell it all the way down the hall.
Since Hannah has also decided to go vegan for a bit, a mission that we have labeled ‘vegan semester,’ we have been doing a lot more cooking together, sharing meals three to four times a week. I’ve had a great time with her, laughing in the kitchen and adding little bits of love to our meals. awwww.
Also, an event worth mentioning: tofurkey. In the past, I have always been opposed to fake meats. I would rather just munch a carrot. However one thing I do miss from my meat-eating days is a good turkey sandwich. I whine about this to Ben every time I see him enjoying one, and it is honestly the only thing I still miss after 7 years of vegetarianism. However, today Hannah gave me a slice of tofurkey, and at first I wrinkled my nose. The snob that I am, the last thing I want is to turn into one of those vegetarians who simply replace meat with meat-subsitutes and never come near anything green or crunchy. However, and upon tasting the tofurkey, which had a great smokey taste and a texture comparable to its meatier counterpart, I actually uttered the words “I feel naughty.” I didn’t mean to, it just came out. While I won’t make tofurkey a part of my regular diet, I am definitely excited about the possibility of a phenomenally sexual tofurkey, tomato and avocado sandwich in my very near future.
So far, no negative effects, aside from being super obnoxious at family functions and social events that involve eating.