So I woke up a vegan/no sugar/no processed foods/no gluten/no fried foods chick today. After chanting in bed, I headed toward the kitchen and stopped in my tracks: What the f*** am I supposed to eat for breakfast now? I opted for a small bowl of garbanzo beans, a sliced tomato, and a green pepper.
Then I went to the farmer’s market. I got all excited when I spotted organic mushrooms. Of course I didn’t realize until I got home that I could no longer use them in the omelet I’d imagined. It also took getting home before figuring out that the organic almond butter and organic apple butter, while delicious looking, would have to find a home other than a slice of bread.
Damn. This is hardcore.
Then there was the willpower it took to pass by the organic cheese stand (let it be known that I am a cheese freak) and fresh pastry stand, both of which were calling my name at the farmer’s market. But I made it through and came home with buttloads of fresh produce and two bags of apples – all organic.
I made a creative lunch — some lightly cooked veggies, some raw veggies, an almond butter salad dressing, and for dessert, celery sticks with the almond and apple butters. Actually, it was totally delish and felt very nourishing.
I danced for an hour and drummed for 15 minutes at the end. Tonight I will chant again.
I have been eating on and off throughout the day, but honestly, I’m still hungry. Usually by this time today, I’ve eaten two eggs and some fish – quite a bit of hearty protein. I have to say, however, that my body is feeling better – lighter — even though it’s a bit on the empty side.
I’m now on my way to Whole Foods, to pick up some milk substitutes (soy, almond, whatever), some protein-laden grains (bulgur, quinoa), some dried fruits and nuts, and whatever else catches my fancy. I am jonesing for a shake – frozen fruit, flax seeds, almond milk, maybe some dates.
One thing to say for these dietary changes: It makes me think about eating and prepare more for it, rather than heading to the fridge to take out a hunk of bread and cheese. And it makes me get creative with my food. Which kind of turns it into an art project. Kewl.