For the past few weeks, Buddy has been reading some books by John Robbins, which extol the virtues of a vegetarian/vegan diet (vegetarian propaganda, as I like to call them.) Every few days he’ll tell me a new Fun Fact about vegetarians, such as how they apparently have better endurance, live longer, are more attractive, smell like freshly baked cookies, etc. I usually debate with him about how I believe that humans are meant to be omnivorous, and that a vegetarian diet isn’t really the way we’re built.
Finally, I decided that for the sake of (pseudo-)science, and to satisfy my curiosity, we should just try it. So starting tomorrow, Feb. 1, Buddy and I are both going to eat vegetarian for one month. (A friend asked if I purposely chose the shortest month of the year. I didn’t, but it’s a happy coincidence, perhaps.)
It’s a bit of a wack experiment because I have also just started running regularly again, but I figure a month might be enough time to feel differences that a change in diet may make, for better or for worse. Incidentally, I should probably start taking vitamins again, because I already have borderline low iron, even with eating red meat.
In other news, thank you so much to everyone for your well-wishes regarding Enzo. I have decided to forgo the biopsy (at least for now,) and I’m going to start taking him to an internal medicine specialist, who hopefully will be able to help me manage his disease without an invasive procedure like a biopsy. In the meantime, he has actually been really happy and high-energy recently, so hopefully I can keep him feeling that way for a long time.
Finally, John took a picture of me bouldering the other night:
It’s probably a trick of the light, but hey look, I have muscles!
Ironic, considering I’ve felt really weak the last two times I’ve climbed.
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