An article by the Physicians Committee for Responsible Medicine on the advantages of the vegan diet and harmful effects of eating meat and dairy. This is no longer a matter of opinion, but a well-researched and and well-documented (if you look for it!) fact.
Read, enjoy, and hopefully learn something new! :)
Last night I already felt terrible enough, and then I made it all worse by searching out new reasons to feel bad. I literally searched the internet in order to confirm that I’m an awful person, and to find new reasons to dislike myself.
(There’s nothing more to say here. I did what I did and it was ridiculous and juvenile. Perhaps I’m emotionally regressing…)
I was doing a lot of weight lifting. I wasn’t fanatic about it, nor did I begin that year with the intention of weight lifting. I only was doing it because if a student participated in a sport, they had to attend morning workouts, and in morning workouts you would do cardio/agility for the first half and then weight lifting for the second half.
My partner for morning workouts had legs like tree trunks and could probably punt me across a football field if she wanted to, and whenever it came to any lifting workout that involved the legs, she made sure that the both of us were pushed to our max.
About two months into that semester we were squatting 210+ pounds for warm-ups, and while that was kind of cool to be able to do, and it was cool that I could max out at 350 pounds, I had no idea what I had done to my body.
Sure enough, the day we did our max for squats, I went into the locker room, showered, etc, and when I attempted to put on my jeans I made the unfortunate discovery that they did not fit. It had maybe been three or four weeks since I had worn said jeans, and I could not believe that they did not fit! I got them about halfway up my thighs, but they could not go any further.
As if I wasn’t already upset, I had a locker room full of girls laughing at me. My friend/weight lifting partner laughed her ass off and yelled that my jeans absolutely did not fit, because I somehow did not already know that. I was upset because now I had no idea what to wear (all I had with me were my jeans and my workout clothes), I was mortified that I was not only that huge, but that I had gotten so huge so fast, and I had a room full of girls laughing at me and making fun of me.
Today I attempted to put on a pair of jeans, and got them halfway up my thighs, and they would not go any further. I wish I could blame working out, but all I have to blame is my shitty diet. I have been stress eating like no other, and now I’m paying for it.
The more things change, the more they stay the same?
Today my alarm went off at 4:30 and I didn’t end up dragging myself out of bed until 5:30. Even though I know I have so much homework and studying to do, there is that time where the desire for comfort and warmth overrides the fear of a poor GPA. (Sleep deprivation also helps you make the decision to press “snooze” much faster.)
I have two exams tomorrow: Precalculus and chemistry. Am I prepared? Of course not.
So today/tonight I desperate need to study, and tonight I seriously do have to go to the all night-long study hours happening in the dining hall. (FREE COFFEE.) I also have a bunch of assignments for my senior seminar class due tomorrow, and I really really need to do them…
So, yeah. I’ll be pretty busy today/tonight. Yay!!
Also, it’s my last very, very busy weekend…until the fall. Both Saturday and Sunday are amnesty days for my math class, so I can retake quizzes I didn’t do so well on and make up homework assignments that I missed. Saturday is also the day that we are celebrating Alpha Xi Delta’s Founders Day/State Day. Sunday we are doing Puzzle Palooza to raise awareness and moolah for Autism Speaks! (And there’s a puzzle competition! And pizza! And happiness!)
Now I’m off to finish getting ready for work and to continue studying. Yay.