) is in my head.So I made it all day, 100% vegan. Limited oil, and fat, no sweets, no sugar, no "white" food- white bread, white rice, etc. For breakfast I had a big bowl of cut up watermelon, and some coffee, followed by some juice from my juicer. Juiced: apple, lemon, ginger, carrot, cabbage. For lunch/dinner at work I had a big salad of mixed greens, raw kale, red cabbage, carrots, and walnuts, with a small drizzle of balsamic vinaigrette and a whole wheat roll. Oh, I cheated and had an energy drink, but it was organic and all that.
For dinner/snack after work I made another juice and had another bowl of watermelon. The was: kale, collards, apple, carrot, lemon, ginger, and spinach. I like to take a handful of the fiber ejected from the juicer and throw it back in my juice, so that I'm getting some of those added benefits. I also had a Peanut Butter Cookie flavored Lara Bar - a raw, vegan style energy bar that is just wonderful.
My skin feels tingly as all the toxins and yuck get forced out of my body. My stomach is confused, but happily. When I do eat, I EAT and feel nourished, not just satisfied temporarily. I get HUNGRY, because I'm so limited on what I'll eat, and I can feel the results of eating immediately. I'm satisfied, energized, and grateful.
I'm getting a nice little headache that I recognize from fasts. That nice headache that results from toxin removal from the body.
Its easy for us to read about vegetable based diets and think, "Oh I do that, easy." But the truth is that the majority of us, our diets are still dominated by processed foods. By foods with so many ingredients we don't even bother to read the entire list because we don't know what 93% of the list reads. This isn't food! This is chemistry and mad science, packed up with a trendy or fancy looking title, and sold to us at atrocious prices. We need to get back to eating food. Like Michael Pollan says, "Eat food. Not too much. Mostly vegetables."
Where are the vegetables? Where's the water, the grains, the goodness? Our bodies and brains are so saturated with chemicals and preservatives that when we fill ourselves with these disgusting products, we automatically crave more, instead of feeling satisfied. This blows.
Something's gotta give.
I passed a minivan today on the way home from work. At a red light I pulled up alongside it and looked in. The minivan was riding low on its hubs, like the van was full of bricks, or bearing a heavy load. I realized why when I saw the front seat passenger - a woman with upper arms the diameter of my hefty thighs. Resting on her massive expanse of a stomach/bosom were two Chick-Fil-A bags, the contents of which she was mechanically lifting to her greasy jaws. In the back of the van were three individuals, each of similar or potential girth to the woman in the passenger seat, each repeating her actions, shoveling deep fried chicken sandwiches, slathered with mayonnaise and sauces, french fries and sugary sodas down their gullets. On the back of the mini-van? An electric wheelchair, no doubt for the morbidly obese woman in front.
I know, she could have other problems causing the weight. But she could be making all sorts of better choices than what she was.
I took a deep breath and a swig of water from the 1.5liter bottle on my passenger seat, cranked up the radio and drove home.
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