Starting December 22, I gave myself permission to eat whatever. It was the holidays after all – travel, parties, cookies…

So I have spent the last 11 days in a decidedly non-vegan manner and you know what? I feel crappy.

This morning I actually woke up with a stomach ache. That bright, sharp, clear edge I had? Gone. I feel dull, achey, and vaguely depressed. But nothing externally is different, just my inner environment is polluted is all.

So today is a new day, a new year even. I’m ready to be mostly vegan simply because of how it makes me feel.

It’s interesting to me to see how much of mood relates to food. I think most people don’t really get that. And culturally, and medically, we just don’t make that connection. But I think the bottom line is, for most people anyway, you are what you eat. Eat crap, feel like crap. Eat light, be light.

I won’t be as rigid as I was in my 28 day experiment. But I sure as heck won’t be as sloppy as I’ve been over the holidays either. I want to feel good. I like feeling good. It’s worth it to put the extra effort in to feel good.