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I'm really going to do it. So save your breath.

I'm contemplating doing something that my husband may divorce me over. Well, maybe not that drastic. But he'll tease me mercilessly and will, in no way no how, follow me down what he'll feel is my wayward path.

I'm thinking about trying the 21-day Vegan Diet. I didn't even know Oprah was doing it until after I'd gotten as far in my planning as surfing the Web for details on my plan to detox my body and go as whole-food and healthy as possible. I want everyone to know, in no uncertain terms, this was my idea and Oprah had no influence whatsoever. In fact, once I found out about her, I almost abandoned my plan.

Then I found out she has sample menus and recipes on her Web site. I refuse to read her blog. But a little free advice and food suggestions couldn't hurt. I think I'll follow the direction of Kathy Freston's book "Quantum Wellness."
For the next 21 days, I will be avoiding the big FIVE:
* Caffeine
* Sugar
* Alcohol
* Gluten
* Animal products

I'll write more about my plan tomorrow. I expect to start my 21-day journey on Monday. After I shop the food co-op for all things natural, unprocessed, gluten-free and without animal byproduct.

I spent about a year in college living as a vegetarian. I didn't seem to miss the meat much, until one day a force beyond my control compelled me to consume a Quarter Pounder with Cheese. It was all downhill after that.

Comments

Wow, good for you! Just so happens tonight that I grabbed dinner at Whole Foods Market -- it was vegan chick'n salad from their deli case. It was terrific. Please report how things go.
Chilly Dog said…
No, Amy, don't do it! Next thing you will follow Oprah's commandment and vote for Obama!
Brianne said…
Well, you are stronger than I am. There is absolutely nothing that could get me to forego ALL animal products. I have eggs every morning. And I LOVE meat. How could I give up bratwursts and gyros?? And don't even get me started on cheese. I truly believe cheese is my life force. :) Can't live without. But more power to you!!

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