Well, that didn't take long.

OK, we're out.
Don and Diane are still slogging away at it, but we are D-U-N done.
There are multiple reasons.

1. Vegan meals can be incredibly tasty and very filling. However, we did not find very many of them that were really satisfying. Maybe one recipe in the slightly more than two months that we tried. The quinoa stir fry was very good, and a belly full of that was nice. But You miss something and that something is...animal bits. I have found similar reports on other forum posts and even pro-vegan sites. You can cram alot of food in, get full, and mostly that's it. Not terrible, not horrible. It's not a deal breaker by itself. The vegetarian meals with a little egg, some cheese, those are satisfying. So it must be the fat.
2. It's difficult to split the household. Me eating vegan meals while Denise eats vegetarian while The Boy eats whatever. Tough. Tough to do. This is also true of weight watchers and any other diet. The folks around will make or break you. There are studies that prove that, as well as cliches. "Fat feathers tend to clump together." Or something like that, however it goes. There are spiritual parallels that we will discuss at another time.
3. blah, blah, excuses, excuses

But, I know now why vegans are militant, evangelistic folk. And yes, sometimes mean.
They have to be.
If you are not 100% sold out to the process, if you haven't swallowed all of the non-horse hoof derived Kool-Aid, you won't last.
If you aren't convinced that the earth itself will become a barren wasteland if you continue to eat animal products, you won't make it.
And we are not. And that's why we couldn't sustain it as a life style.
Also, for Denise and I, we got confused. My weight didn't drop, even while doing P90X2. We no longer knew how to eat right, lose weight. Proper portions? Who knows! The P90X2 nutrition guide even has a vegan eating plan, and says it's almost impossible to "over-feed."
But my fear of hunger, fear of not getting enough protein led to eating more than I need to. Before, eating a bowl of oatmeal was enough. But now, I needed a cereal and some extra coconut milk poured on top of my oatmeal, and a smoothie to wash it down.
It's not working for me.
I can't commit.



So we are going to switch to back to eating like Jack and Jill. Or a pregnant version there of. A sustainable version. Or the Warrior diet. Or something like it.
We'll figure it out.

Excelsior!
Cliff