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My Life Thus Far
I Made Nut Cheese
I'm sitting here knowing damn well my alarm is going to go off in a little over 4 hours, but there's nothing I can do to make me break my sleep schedule or go to bed earlier solely because I have to get up super early tomorrow morning (4:30am). I'll suck it up, make it through the day and probably come home and crash. I just have to make it to 2:30pm. I can do it! And based on how well I've been handling adulting and waking up early over the past few weeks, I'm guessing I'll be fine.
I was pretty proud of myself this morning. I woke up on my own around 9am. Snookums and I laid in bed and chatted for a bit, then I got up, dressed, and went to the gym. I knew there would be no way I'd get all my steps by walking around the kitchen, and I didn't feel like marching around my bedroom. I had no intentions of overeating (and I didn't), so that's not why I was motivated to go. I'm motivated to continue on the healthy/balanced path I'm currently on. It's working for me on so many levels.
Before hitting the gym, I stopped at Central to pick up a few last minute add-ons for dinner, and I had a light breakfast in the café (a hazelnut almond milk latte and a macadamia nut Luna bar). Central is across the street from my gym, so it was a quick detour. Snookums wanted me to attempt a vegan macaroni and cheese, so I needed to grab provisions for that. Long story short it was great. Better than my old dairy recipe and so much easier to make! Dude... I made cheese out of nuts. Cashews to be precise. It was amazing! Literally, I made nut cheese. The possibilities are endless with cashew cheese and I can't wait to try it in other applications! But I digress...
My workout was great. I discovered that if I walk at a pace of about 3.2 mph I can knock out about 80% of my steps in 1 hour. The other 20% are taken care of through incidental walking throughout the day. Like going to the grocery store and walking around the house. I also did a quick weight routine. Focusing mainly on legs and arms. Already I can feel that I did something, but I don't think the soreness should be too bad.
I had a slight breakdown when I got home and came to the full realization that I had to not only participate, but facilitate a holiday that is solely based on a fallacy. Thanksgiving is nothing more than the commemoration of the genocide of the Native American peoples of this land. The more I learn, the less I want to participate in holidays, but it's so hard to unlearn everything that we've been taught. Snookums is receptive to what I had to say about it and was so sweet and supportive as I went on and on about how fucked up Thanksgiving is, and how blind people are for not seeing the truth (me being one of them for so many years) and don't even get me started on how fucked up it is that Americans kill 45 million turkeys a year in the name of showing gratitude and celebrating a holiday that is based on lies. That feast between Natives and Pilgrims never actually happened. We've been lied to. About this and many other things. But I pulled it together for the kids. I'm not quite ready to pull every family tradition out from under them. Even though I very much want to.
Snookums informed me today that for his 40th birthday he wants to go vegan. He's seen the life-changing affects it's had on me and he wants that for himself. He's still nervous about making the leap, but I pointed out to him that he already eats primarily vegan. I only buy vegan groceries. I only cook vegan meals. Our entire Thanksgiving spread was 100% vegan. His detrimental downfall is eating out. He does it too often and eats too much when he does. It's killing him slowly. I'm so excited that he wants to make the change. For himself, because I've never pressured him into it. Even if I have been fairly vocal with my advocacy. Only because it's been single-handedly the best decision I've ever made for myself. Really.
I should attempt sleep. Tomorrow will be here sooner than I'd like.
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