Vagary

Paradigm

My wife sent me a picture-text of her workout late this afternoon showing she had burned 610 calories.
I sent her a replay text saying that 610 calories is more than I'd had that entire day.

Malaise

Days are a blur right now. I'm quickly approaching the finish line but haven't the humph to cross it. Part of me wants to give in and suck down a bacon cheese burger. Yet, another part of me wants to swear off meat and cheese forever and go vegan for life. I'm conflicted.

I'm starting to get tired now all the time. Maybe it's my bed. (My bed sucks. It's a torture device.) Or it's because I'm not getting the nutrients I need. I've been doing this whole vegan thing without multivitamins. I'm poor and multivitamins cost money. Being poor and vegan sucks hardcore. The majority of the regular food stuff is costly. A good tasting meat supplement is more expensive than meat. It does not add up.

It's a romantic notion that the vegan has time to carefully plan out an prepare his or her meals. I could eat soup every day, or bean spread as a side, or salad as a crunchy/tangy starter... But all of those things take time I haven't got. And let's be honest, after a while those things start to get really fucking boring.

The one aspect of Vegan life I will not miss is the lack of variety.

Sure you can make some amazing things, but it's like painting with shades of the same primary color. (amber, beige, goldenrod, jonquil, khaki, maize, saffron, etc...)

Quandary

I am fairly certain that I could beat the entire thing with flying colors if I could have my caffeine back. Caffeine gives me what I need. It keeps me awake, gives me clarity of thought, tells me I'm pretty... The sugar that accompanies it gives me the energy to go on. 

I could drink coffee and still be vegan. I'd have to make sure it's not civet-poop coffee... I'd have to forgo the typical cream with my coffee, but I could do all of that... Do, just gimme that caffeine and no one gets hurt. No? Okay.

Whimsy

I ran across a work friend name Joe today and we got to talking about Veganism. He was once a vegan himself (Not sure what kind...) so he had some tips for me. 

He told me flat out, don't jump back on the meat wagon. "Jumping on the Meat Wagon", by the way, is a really funny term to be used in a discussion in a men's room. Anyway, he said don't do it. He said that when he was reintroduced to dairy it wrecked his system leaving him lactose intolerant. 

He recommended adding in things slowly. He recommended chicken and fish (tuna, to be exact.). I had to agree, there was some logic in that. When my friends cat started yaking all over the place, he was told to feed the cat boiled chicken breast because it's gentle on cat's stomachs. That was eleven years ago, but I think that message applies here. I need something to be gentle. 

Sorry to disappoint, but I'll not kill myself getting reintroduced to food. I'm thinking sushi sounds really good right now. 

Harbinger

A work friend is bringing in some religious vegan food tomorrow... I will probably be writing a book in this blog about it. But I'm not going to stand in her way, there is a distinct possibility that I might be able to put a hot dog-esque style food into my face-hole. As long as it's not a flavorless, nasty soy tube I'll be in good shape. We'll see.

Adam

An Interesting Side Note: It's garlic (Not red onions) that paralyzes me. Oh boy is it garlic...