I have decided to spend the next month as a vegetarian.
Why, oh why, would I do this to myself you ask?
Obviously the vegetarians out there will be clapping their hands all ''you go girl''.
Besides being the next trendiest thing to brooding vampires and jeggings, vegetarianism really seems quite pointless to me. As humans we are designed to eat meat, troves of the stuff, right? My love for animals of all shapes and sizes usually doesn't weigh my heart down when I chow into a juicy steak or piece of deep fried chicken, and I am a self-proclaimed meat-a-holic, so I DO enjoy the taste.
But hey, I like chickpeas and sometimes mung beans, so I am practically already there.
The reasoning behind the challenge is unknown and pointless. No one dared me, and from what I can tell my health is ok. But I do like to try things, sometimes set my mind to tasks (lies), and I enjoy showing people that I am ''an independent woman''...maybe not so much the last one either.
It is like that guy in that movie that doesn't have sex for 40-days. Yes, I am a new-age, less sexed-up version of Josh Hartnett. It is also like that guy everyone knows who gave up alcohol for a year because he didn't want to punch any more women was on the straight and narrow. It is sorta like lent but without the religious undertones. Although not specifically to lose weight or to generally become more zen with the earth and the leaves and junk, it will be interesting to note the reaction my body has. As I am about to start, I jotted down the foods I ate this week, how much I weighed, my Body Mass Index and all of that good healthy stuff.
For future reference my a/s/l is 19, male, Launceston...but in more detail...I weigh 65 kilograms, am about 180 cm tall giving me a BMI of 20.
I am a little pasty, and look like I could do with a good feed and maybe a haircut, but other than that, I am fighting fit.
The three main things I noticed from my final suppers is: I eat more Lean Cuisines than all the members of Jenny Craig combined, that if I am not devouring the latest faux chicken frozen mix I will be stuffing my face with some form of fast food - the fattier, greasier and the more likely to cause heart disease the better - and that it really will not be surprising if my veins are noodles instead of blood carrying tubes.
Five servings of fruit and veg a day...pfft.
That means as much to me as a Harvard education did to George W Bush.
Shift work really doesn't help the whole issue either. Waking up mid-afternoon to a liquid, caffeine laced ``breakfast'' with maybe some noodles if I am up for it. Then to work until dinner which is filled with the closest fast food option and then back to work before I go home late at night for a frozen box of goodness washed down with a
cold glass of wine.
Ha, not so healthy.
Let the torture fun begin.
NB: Anyone who has delicious, affordable and not too daring vego recipes (ziff) please let me know...kthnxbai.