Biggest surprise so far? Being a vegan is not that hard. Sure, I had to pass on birthday cake and steak slathered in A1 sauce and only eat a generic garden salad when I went out to eat with my friends. But, honestly, I never was tempted once to go “off the wagon,” no matter how scrumptious that Sweet Asian wing sauce smelt on those darn chicken wings.
That is good. I’d hoped for a challenge, but if the next 51 weeks go as easy as this one, I promise not to be too disappointed.
Being so black and white certainly helps. There is no grey area to get lost in, no inner voice debating for twenty minutes, should I or shouldn’t I eat that food, then giving in and tossing caution to the wind and binging on everything in sight because, well hell, I’ll just start this thing tomorrow. For real this time. Heck, well I’m at it I’d better polish off that tray of brownies so tomorrow I’m not tempted.
As a vegan I just say, I can’t eat that stuff. Simple. There is no debate. There is no taking that first step then sliding into a downward spiral like I’ve done a million times. I think I need that. For now, at least. That’s not to say I didn’t polish off three plates of my veggie spaghetti the other night.
Starting Weight (November 20th): 371.6 pounds
Current Weight (December 1st): 354.4
Life is good.
But it’s only been a week. I’m not ready to declare victory and dance a little jig just yet. Maybe an air five? I think that’s reasonable.