I’ve never been physically repulsed by animal products before–that never really factored in to my decision to pursue veganism. Lately, however, I’ve been developing one HELL of a lactose intolerance with cheese especially. I’ve been ordering all my coffee drinks with soy, lately, so perhaps that’s prevented me from noticing how bad it really has gotten.
I had a piece of cheese on a panini the other day, and I can’t even tell you how repulsed I felt by the taste and texture. Definitely a first for me. It’s been making me a bit queasy for a time now, but never has the acting of eating it affected me in this way.
Tonight I ordered chicken when out with my family for dinner, not able to find anything remotely veg*n of substance on the menu. I didn’t even come close to finishing it. I couldn’t stomach it.
This, I think, is very convenient. With absolutely no desire (taste, texture and primal) to eat meat or cheese, I think this transition is going to be a hell of a lot easier, and perhaps I won’t backslide as badly this time around. I know that I am managing. It’s getting easier and easier. My failures have taught me a great deal.
I’m pleased with my body eschewing animal products, but I could certainly do without the horrible tummy ache I’ve got right now.
In other news, I want to make tostads something fierce, with black beans, TVP and tons of lime and cilantro. Or maybe tempeh “carnitas”…! I’m really fueled with a great deal of excitement again. This, my friends, is a very, very good thing.
