So, we’ve been eating a vegan diet (with small Indulgence Day departures) for more than a month. Frankly? Eating vegan is easier than I thought it would be. We’re eating fresher, better quality food. We’re eating more vegetables.
And we’re both becoming more creative with meals. Clyde recently took slices of butternut squash, sprinkled them with just a pinch of salt, baked them in the oven for 15 minutes, and produced mouthwatering “french fries.” And I’ve been making smoothies. (My favorite: two cups of spinach, blended with a banana, a peach, five strawberries, and ten grapes.)
I like the vegan diet. I like the health benefits it promises. I like the variety and the adventure of it.
What I do not like, though, is this: I’m gaining weight.
In the last month, I’ve gained five pounds. My percentage of body fat has risen from 17.5 to 18.5. My weight’s gone up from 190 to 195. And my stomach — which had gotten really flat — is starting to show signs of bellyfication again.
Frankly? I feel lost and frustrated. I believe the vegan diet is technically better for me. That said, I’m certain that if I go back on my plan (mostly meat and green vegetables … no carbs, sugar, or fried food *except* on Indulgence Day), I’ll quickly go back to looking thinner and losing weight.
I’ve gotten used to feeling confident and excited about mealtimes, so this negativity is a big (and unpleasant) change for me. What to do? I can’t decide. Your advice and insights are always welcome … and appreciated.
In the meantime: if you see me eating a bowl of black beans and a whole chicken tomorrow … you’ll know what’s going on.