That’s 14 pounds, gone without really trying.
Sometime in June Jane, my wife, decided we were going vegan. Since we’re not billionaires, we decided that we’d finish off all the animal product in the house first. We also had a trip planned for the end of June, and didn’t want to start our new lifestyle on the road. Nor did we want to have struggle with a new way of eating upon first coming home, so we settled on 7-7-7 — an auspicious date.
I have to admit, I was a little reluctant, although I didn’t say much since Jane is the primary food preparer in our household. And she said the literature promised all kinds of health benefits, which sounds great when you’re middle aged. (I mean really, who cares when you’re 20’s, a bag of Doritos and a few beers makes a great dinner then.)
We’ve been doing OK, there are the occasional moments when one of us will look at the other and say “I could really go for a _____ right about now.” But it not too often. Cheese and desserts are the toughest things. But we’re doing OK being vegan.
So, this morning when I weighed myself and realized — I’ve lost 14 pounds, without doing a thing!!!! — I proudly proclaimed myself a vegan. I’m still the couch potato I’ve been for the last few years. I didn’t take any magic pills or have any surgery. And half of the weight I wanted to lose just fell off all by itself. The vegan diet is magic!