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So I became a vegan.

24 hours ago.

Now I know all my friends are rolling their eyes at me right now, but hear me out.  I want to do a better job of honoring my body and it’s needs.  While my body does some really cool stuff like run 20 miles, it can’t do one of the things I most want it to do in life:  digest dairy.  My digestive system throws a tantrum similar to that seen on Toddlers and Tiaras if I get too close to anything that came out of an udder:

It’s come time to make an admission to myself that hurts more than admitting that the cute boy I made eye contact with on the sidewalk two weeks ago isn’t actually in love with me.  I have to break up with dairy.  No more cheese enchiladas or greek yogurt.   Seeing as I was a lactose-intolerant vegetarian to begin with, I didn’t think becoming a vegan would be that hard of a transition.  If I’m giving up dairy there isn’t that much left to lose in terms of animal product……right?  RIGHT?

So far it hasn’t been hard, kind of.  I started yesterday off empowered by hours of research and motivational YouTube videos.  Confidence can only overcome hanger for so long, however.  I underestimated how hungry I would be after practice and while the kids were putting their gear away I started dreaming about the Jimmy John’s sub I was going to become best friends with on my way home from the pool.

And then I remembered.

Suddenly I had tunnel vision.  I felt like my life was spiraling out of control and I started picturing all the things I wouldn’t be able to eat anymore.  Things like that new pizza from Dominos that uses popcorn chicken as a crust.  I quickly became overwhelmed with dread and immediately decided that I would fail at becoming a vegan.

Stellar attitude, right?  Thankfully my disposable income is laughable right now so calling it quits and going out to eat isn’t an option.  I don’t want to be a quitter.  Especially not after 10 hours.  I’m not proclaiming that I’m going to be a lifetime vegan, but it’s something that my body is asking for right now and I need to be respectful of that.  I don’t predict being too strict with this diet for the time being.  I need time to court it before I decide to get down on one knee, so if I accidentally eat something with an egg in it I’m not going to throw a hissy fit.  I’m going to focus on eating thoughtfully and being nice to myself.  Even if this doesn’t pan out (what works for some people won’t work for others obviously), I think that the lessons I learn from the experience about self control and focus will be invaluable.   Just because you want something doesn’t mean it is going to be easy.  And just because it’s covered in cheese doesn’t mean it’s your friend.

And now I’m off to unfollow all of my friends’ food related boards on Pinterest.

Author’s Note:  writing this post made me crave crab dip.

Images from http://leelipman.wordpress.com/2013/02/01/some-important-lessons-from-toddlers-tiaras/ and https://www.readysettroll.com%2Farticles%2F%3Fp%3Dthe-art-of-trolling%26pp%3D50&ei=1MFOU-y2H8evyATu_oK4Bg&bvm=bv.64764171,d.aWw&psig=AFQjCNFFuR2Ci9rMvX9LVuVN_IrUKF8uAA&ust=1397756754194467