So, my adventures in veganism are going pretty well. I won’t lie and say I haven’t fallen off here and there. But I didn’t have an affair with meat.
Instead, I had a heated, rotten, torrid affair over the weekend with some Parmesan cheese. And a little cheddar. And a smidgen of mozzarella. Oh cheese. Cheese, I love. Cheese, I dream about. Cheese, blue, white, and orange. I love all of you. I am a promoter of cheese diversity.
I keep forgetting that cheese…. leads to cheese…. on my rear end.
So then, I keep telling myself that I maybe I will just be a vegetarian, instead of a vegan, thus, making room to eat dairy and eggs.
Or a pescatarian, abstaining from all other meat, but still finding room to devour fish. And then I think, well, I just won’t eat red meat.
Super slippery slope. One that is covered in cheese, and suddenly, I’m back to where I was… my disastrous method of super-fueling myself. And by super-fueling, I actually mean “over” fueling.
I know super dedicated vegans are able to supplement their protein needs just snazzily. But I do have the soy allergy, and I’m having (ah-hem) issues with eating so many darn beans (especially at work…ew). So, here’s the temporary compromise: protein powder. Yes, Designer Whey is made from animals. But I also need some serious protein that is not fart related. So I’m going to mix my Designer Whey, once a day, and with rice or coconut milk. When my giant tub of protein is gone, I will explore the vegan alternatives such as pea protein powder.
Bad vegan, I know. But a once daily whey is not as bad as me rubbing my body in blue cheese dressing and shoving pigs in a blanket in my bra. Because, face it people, that’s where I am headed if I give myself too much rope here.
Today: RECOVERY DAY! Much needed after the long ride yesterday. Tomorrow is a swim, and Wednesday is (enter scary music) ….nine miles on the feet.
My head has been in the clouds today, too. I wonder why… Monday avoidance therapy?