All I Do Is Eat
Sitting in a wicker chair surrounded by green walls, cucumber water, and my best friend, I realized April marks the beginning of my fourth month with only plant-based foods. I remember a friend of mine invited me to that very same restaurant for brunch one year earlier. Of course I declined. I thought, “If I’m going to splurge on brunch, I want real brunch.” Silly Bonnie.
Everything people say is true. After only the second day, my brain fired faster, my thoughts were clearer, and I had plenty of energy. Weight started dropping off almost instantly. In fact, I love it when someone asks me how much I’ve lost. I flash a smile and say, “I’ve lost 21 pounds (or whatever the amount is that week) and all I do is eat.” All I do is eat. Wrap your head around that one.
I expected the energy gain, clearer skin, quicker thoughts, and some weight loss. What I didn’t foresee is the confidence that comes along with all of that. It feels damn good to take care of myself. I didn’t realize how badly I felt until I didn’t feel that way anymore. Who knew all I had to do was eat a bunch of plants?
When I started on this journey, I wasn’t sure how long it would last. Everyone kept asking me, “So, what’s your goal? One month? Three?” A timeline never even crossed my mind. I wanted to do it until it didn’t feel right anymore. Now, I can’t imagine ever going back. I don’t want to get all preachy on you, but the reasons to continue being vegan far outweigh the reasons for not - health, planet, pollution, sustainability, factory farming, hormones, humane treatment of animals. I don’t want to put any of that stuff back in my body.
