It amazes me (a little bit) how quickly Iíve adapted to a plant-based diet. This is day fifteen, and not only do I not crave meat and dairy (at all), but the thought of eating a hamburger and drinking a milkshake, which would have been very enticing not so long ago, leaves me feeling the way the idea of soy yogurt or a spinach soufflť used to.
Halfway through the experiment, my inclination is to believe that it will continue after the four weeks are up. Itís not just that I feel healthier and lighter. Itís not just that I have more energy. Itís that I feel good about what Iím doing for myself. Yes, Iím doing something good for animals, too, and for the planet, and all that counts for something. But Iíve taken a step toward a lifestyle that will keep me going longer (and better), and it has affected how I think of myself.
Of course, it hasnít solved all my problems (not that I expected it to). Iím still short on sleep and burdened with allergies that can make breathing a strain. I still give in to the stresses of daily life, whether at the computer or behind the wheel. Iím still the same person, but I might be an advanced version, one with a more positive attitude more of the time. Definitely a work in progress, but at least there is progress.