So I'm a week into the 30 day vegetarian challenge set out by Sifu Brinker. One thing I've learned- my stir fry skills have not improved. Nick did up a couple steaks tonight for my dad and himself. It was the first time that I really didn't want it. No craving, no looking longingly at his plate. This is vastly different than the last time I took on this challenge. I remember writing a blog titled medium rare with sautéed mushrooms. I remember wanting meat even more, just because I said I wouldn't. I remember chowing down on roast beef the day it was done.
Who knows what the rest of these 30 days will be like but I have the notion that, as Sifu Brinker mentioned in his post tonight, this mindfulness thing might be worming its way into my skull. I know the seed was planted a long time ago. Heck, never mind the seeds, I've had tulip bulbs bouncing off my skull for a while now. My biggest hint that this may be the way to go would have been back in June when too much meat landed me in the hospital four times. Really. No, really.
Thing is, there really hasn't been a huge change for me. I just load up with all the rest of the goodies instead of that steak. A nice side effect is that Nick is eating more veggies too. Although he is still adamant that if it's green it has gone bad. And my mom made me borscht with veggie broth instead of chicken broth. It was awesome.
I'm looking forward to trying those chipotle black bean burgers.
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