GabbyAt the stroke of midnight on Friday I celebrated by devouring a giant pizza and a shameful amount of cheesy bread. It was a cathartic feeling, not going to lie. But the next day I definitely felt the “weight” of my choice to jump right back to greasy, cheesy, meaty food. Five days later and I’m really enjoying choosing what I eat. But not without noticing how the food I’m eating now makes me feel in comparison to the food I ate last month.
ColinTwo McDoubles and a large fries order hit my stomach like somebody would slug you in a boxing match. Okay, it didn’t make me sick or anything, but I could have done much better in my splurge choices. The challenge is over, I’m eating normal stuff again. Life is good! But, after switching back, I can feel the weight of food. I sense when what I eat gives me energy or puts me out. Consciousness has heightened about what goes into me. I’ll save my breath, but check out our wrap-up in the audio player below. To sum up our experience, we did an interview with our good friend Abbie Newton for Exposure on Impact 89FM, MSU’s Student Radio station. Give it a listen for a more in-depth look at our project:
So, it’s day 30. As you can probably guess, our brains have been in hyper mode this month—especially when it comes to food.
Yesterday, we came across an article from WBEZ Chicago about a protest to get McDonalds to offer vegan options on their menu ( plant-based proteins aka veggie burgers). McDonalds has salads and even veggie wraps but there is no substitute for the infamous patty. The article goes into more depth about why people want this, how McDonalds has responded (can you guess?) and what an option like this really means.
This got our attention. First thought was, wouldn’t eating McDonalds defeat the whole purpose of being a vegan/vegetarian? Animals are still being eaten and most likely treated inhumanely in the process. Not to mention the amount of chemicals and processed junk that goes into McDonalds food.
Worth mentioning that when we started this project, neither of us had strong anti-meat opinions. We were not vegetarians or vegans but if meat was offered up, it was fair game. Our laziness and financial situation was probably the most likely reason meat was not a huge player in our diets.
It’s interesting to reflect now that we’re almost done with the project. We are striving to be more concious. But it’s hard. Neither of us like the idea of eating McDonalds or buying meat from questionable sources, but we will probably do it again. After eating raw for a month, it seems obvious that we don’t need processed foods and meat. Yet, we still want them.
I think once we realized this, the whole thing made more sense. Nobody’s perfect and sometimes we do things that contradict our ideal self. Maybe the people behind this movement just want to be given the option to eat at McDonalds. We can relate. We’ve run in to frustration about not having choices, it really sucks.
Thoughts? Would you eat a veggie burger from Micky D’s? Is this all based on principal?
GabbySo, I cheated yesterday..kinda. I was at an award event with my Dad and it was in a banquet hall. I planned to just eat the starter salad and avoid any other temptations (pop, bread rolls, cake). So when they brought us out the vegetarian meal in place of the chicken and mashed potatoes, I noticed that we were the only two in the place. Feeling bad that the crew had prepared special food for me, I couldn’t send it back—especially in front of my Dad’s colleagues, bosses and friends. It was a roasted tomato stuffed with assorted sauteed veggies. And I ate it. I could argue that it was in an effort to fit in and not be a bother, but I won’t lie—I felt empowered to make a decision and not be ruled by my “diet”. I’m living with the consequences (confessing on the blog) but truly I feel good about it. After eating oily, cooked veggies I felt heavier and some gut rot, or maybe that was the guilt. So I cheated, but I learned that raw food has immense power over how my body feels.
ColinI cheated this morning. I got something from the fridge for breakfast, and saw the sushi rice my roommate made for the house the other night. It was staring straight me in the face, and I took a few bites. Woe is me, right? But I feel terrible for breaking the challenge! I’m recalling Ronda Bokram’s advice in denouncing food’s power to control our mental well being; guilt is useless. But hey, I didn’t burst through my belt, and I intend to plow through this speed bump and finish out the month. With a week left, I’m sick of this challenge. It’s expensive, it’s exclusive, it’s torture at times. Every smell and thought of cooked meals salivates my mouth. I feel we’ve learned just about as much as I needed to—raw food used to be my one single answer to sustainable happiness! It makes me energized, feeling positive, alert, etc. It’s all the good things in life, except for social acceptance. My life is limited right now. I can’t go out to eat with my friends, I can’t drink a cup of milk tea my roommate made specifically for me. The challenge prevents me from engaging with my community in a positive way at times. I believe we can all work more raw foods into our daily intake, but when it comes to spending intentional time with others, we should not use our diet as a cost to community. That doesn’t make sense.
Sharing the love via a recipe for raw tacos. We eat them more than normal people should. Try this recipe and you may ditch that weekly visit to Chipotle