March 29, 2011 by Heather
After much (much) consideration, research, and soul/stomach searching…
I have decided to be a vegetarian.
After casually testing out the waters of it for about 3 months, I’ve decided to leave the shore completely and do it. I know there are a lot of stigmas associated with labeling one’s self a vegetarian (tree hugger, judgemental of all meat eaters, peta freak), but oh well. I’m not certain when it first entered my head… I think it was really a culmination of things. It has nothing to do with “Save the animals, they have feelings too!”, because I know that by me not eating meat that I am not saving any cows or chickens. It is purely a personal preference thing (say that ten times fast). And not that I feel like I have to defend my decision (ok, maybe I feel like that a little bit), but here are some reasons behind it. Trust me, it was not an overnight thing.
A few thoughts about it:
- My favorite foods are all non-meat, so I am not cutting out anything I really love.
- I love love love vegetables and fruits.
- For a while now any meat on my plate or in a sandwich has made me think “dead flesh/carcass, gross” but I would eat it anyway because I felt that I had to. (Not a lot of vegetarians around these here parts…)
- Ironically, I feel like becoming a vegetarian will open up a whole new world of culinary experiences and all sorts of new foods and recipes… as opposed to feeling limited because I’ve cut meat out of my diet.
- The best part of any meal for me has always been side dishes and dessert anyway.
- Andrew is fully supportive. I think he knew if would come to this eventually.
- I will not judge those who eat meat. It tastes good. It is just something I would rather do without.
- It has nothing to do with us moving to Colorado.
- It has nothing to do with losing weight, because there are plenty of overweight vegetarians.
- It has everything to do with me feeling healthy and feeling like I am feeding and nourishing my body with natural, easily digestible foods that I consider to be whole and good for me.
- I will not, as a result of this, decide at a later date to be vegan. No real eggs, butter, or ice cream? Not for me.
- Tofu looks like a compacted slab of freshly plucked brains. No thanks. Really, no.
- I have, for a while now, been eating a vegetarian diet just by default. It’s just what I like.
I am now going to take my bad @$$ vegetable eating self and sit on the couch with a couple new magazines and a mug full of this deliciousness that is currently rocking my world: