Reporting from the Battlefield: THANKSGIVING

Every year the holidays come around with all the required and assorted family and friend gatherings. If you, like me, are struggling, struggling, struggling... every day...to avoid temptation, there is no worse calamity than going to "Mom's" or "Grandma's"... after all, they cooked extravagant meals that took all day if not days to prepare... am I really expected to say "No!" to all that yumminess? They won't understand, right? I will hurt their feelings...(right?) So much food will go to waste... (right?)

There, my friend, you are on your own... and you can make excuses day and night... but I can share my experiences... before the next round of feasts begin.

Last year I was new to the raw lifestyle and I knew I had to stand strong and committed...FOR MY HEALTH... FOR MY LIFE... and anywhere I went, I took my own raw meals and an large extra bowl to share...

I survived all of the holidays... without cheating... explained why I was eating "this weird and crazy diet" and wound up hurting no ones feelings in doing so... everyone understood, and were even curious about the dishes I'd brought. I was asked for "recipes"!! It was a great day of caring and sharing...
and I lost an additional 12 pounds.

This year, I decided to see if a single day, would make a difference... my intent was to enjoy a small meal (mashed potatoes, fresh corn, and fresh green beans) along with my giant brought from home salad... and I did eat small spoonfuls of all those things. I also opened Pandora's box. I ate a few homemade dumplings, and ate a slice of butterscotch pie. AND MY INTESTINES TOLD ME I WAS AN IDIOT IMMEDIATELY.  My joints took 12 hours to join the hate party going strong in my body. A hate party that is still going strong four days later...

Did my joining in the meal this year make me feel any more welcome or part of the family/festivities than last year? No...

So why do it?
Lesson Learned: There is no reason to "eat to fit in" ... a five minute tastebud orgasm is not worth a week of pain and travelling backward in the way of progress.I will be a raw-meal toting fool every day in my future...

BEING A RAW FOODIST IS A LIFESTYLE

NOT A DIET FAD