It's been... what? A month of lackadaisical, part-time vegan city?
Here's the tally.
Pounds lost: 10
Skin: Glowing. Less acne. Keratosis pilaris gone.
Jeans: In the skinniest ones. Need new ones.
Appetite: Reasonable. I no longer spend all day craving sugary crap. But I do crave those gigantic white beans in sauce from Trader Joe's.
Digestion: HOLY CRAP AWESOME. But seriously. The weirdo stomach problems that have plagued me my entire life are GONE.
Allergies: Nonexistent, even though it's the worst allergy season in Georgia ever recorded. Is it because of eating vegan, possibly reducing my body's overall inflammation response? Or is it the 2T local honey + 1t cinnamon trick my grandfather passed on? I have no idea, but I'm not going to change a thing or complain.
Groceries: Maybe a little more expensive, only because I buy different things for Dr. Krog, the munchkins, and myself. Those Morningstar Farms Faux Buffalo Chicken Wings ain't gonna buy themselves. And we're also eating loads of fruit right now, which is pricey.
I'm also buying more Schick Intuition razors, because I feel so good about my body that I'm wearing more skirts and capris. Those things are, like, $3 a piece, but totally worth it.
Productivity: So high. Energy and creativity are good.
Overall: I feel clean, unencumbered, and awesome. I'm one pound away from my prepregnancy weight-- with the Biscuit, in 2005.
Thus far, I seem to have one "cheat" day a week, which has ranged from allowing myself brie on my French Twist at Roly Poly and half a cupcake to a complete smorgasborg of medium rare cheeburger at The Counter.
I can't believe it's working. I feel like I'm getting away with something. I hope it stays this easy.
Viva la part-time veganism!