Darling I don’t know why I go to extremes…

Today was day 1 of being vegetarian. It didn’t feel too difficult but that’s a meaningless thing to say on Day 1, I am well aware. So I won’t say much more about that.

I do realize that as a vegetarian I would need to spend more time cooking. I just finished reading something that said that vegetarians need to get into the habit of reserving two hours of each day for food preparation and cooking. As a lazy non-vegetarian I had come to rely on the hubby or on thaw and nuke alternatives. But hubby doesn’t have any vegetarian cooking in his repertoire and I am trying to stay away from thawing and nuking.
(I wish mom lived around here…sigh).

So what’s a newly minted vegetarian with limited cooking skills and interest to do? I can replace a meal or two with a green smoothie and I can make myself some rice, dal, khichdi, aloo gobhi and chole without getting too stressed out but what about the times when I am bored and sick of these things? I can research recipes, talk to friends and get cooking but I’ll run out of hours in the day, won’t I? We still have the nutritional needs of two carnivores to think about, my work hours, my exercise hours, my violin practice, reading, writing, drawing, relaxing.

No matter how hard I try to set things right it seems I am always my own worst enemy, or the enemy of a healthy balance!

(Cue Billy Joel – “Darling I don’t know why I go to extremes, too high or too low, there ain’t no in-betweens…)

I suppose the only way to do it would be to start the day earlier and end it in time to get the adequate number of hours of REM and non-REM sleep. It would also require a ramping up of selfishness – putting my needs before others – more than I already do.

Who knew that contemplating one small change would trigger the need for adjustments in so many other areas. The only analogy I can think of is the one that a Pilates instructor once used for going into a forward bend or returning to a standing position from it – think of yourself as a puppet with the string attached to the top of your head and raise yourself up (or bend forward) one vertebra at a time until you are straight (or folded), as if each vertebra drags the one adjacent. It’s as if the intent toward vegetarianism will bring everything else behind it in line, one at a time.

Let’s see what January 2nd brings.

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