Day 5 : Impulsivity

Forget diet planning, I hate diet planning, I am going to buy a juicer instead. Yeah, a nice one.

Specs: must be cheap and easy to use (*like ya mum), hard to break, easy to fix and get spare parts for if required, have a good warranty and be quiet as a mouse. I want to be able to use this thing at 3am and not incur the wrath of my beloved house-mates of whom are not related to me and there-for not obliged to put up with any bullony. According to the web cold pressed slow juicing increases the length of time the juice is fresh and nutrient-full. I want this.

-later in the day-

Looking at ebay, customer reviews and company websites, I’m noticing some issues. Some juicer review sites seem to have been attacked by automated bots. I do not trust the positive ones, and on several juicers those that do give a negative say the same thing: the warranty is useless. If the product breaks in anyway, the company will not get back to you, you will not get a replacement part nor machine, not even a refund. And these are several hundred dollar machines. With pursed lips I continue my search for the perfect juicer.

-later still-

I honestly have not found a single juicer that I could genuinely get behind and recommend to anyone. That is disappointing, I was expecting this to end with a woohoo new juicer, I shall recommend it to all the populus! But no. Call me over-cautious, but when it comes to spending money I want to be sure of my purchase. A loud and proud juicer owner and good friend has been giving me plenty of juicer purchase horror stories to go with my search. Broke easily, wasn’t very powerful, hard to clean, etc etc. None happened to him of course just his friends, his juicer is the cats pajamas. Perfect in every way. Except for the part where it sounds like a lawn mower somehow got into the house and is running a rampage, like a microphone held up to a 17 year old males car engine, like your ear drums begging for death. And his wife, also a friend, just found it on ebay, auction ending in 15 minutes. Dang.

-not much later-

Personally tested the juicer. It rocks. I want it. I bid on it.

-a few seconds later-

It is mine. Now to wait for it via the snail mail. OH my gosh I just thought, I hope it doesn’t get broken in the mail… Dangit. Well I hope this end wells, that the juicer works, that the juice tastes good, that it doesn’t become a fad, that I find a way to make juice any time I want without becoming a victim of accidental death at 3.15am.

So excited, cannot wait for my juicer 😀

Pfft, diet planning.

Summer Tay.

*I’m sorry, but the joke was right there, I had to do it.


Day 2: Reasons

Why go vegan? Why take on a highly restrictive diet? Why remove all the fun from your diet? Many people ask me this when I tell them what I’m doing. Many people assume it’s for the animals, or that I’m trying to lose weight, or both. In reality I am doing it for my health, though kudos to those who it for the animals. The other main reasons I have heard that people have gone vegan are for spiritual reasons, some to follow their friends and some to follow their celeb idols. Have to admit, I’d love it if I had a good network of vegan friends.

I have received a fair bit of attention on both the animals and the anorexia issue. In their defence there isn’t much of me to begin with, and the fact that vegan diets have a reputation for weight loss means that, whilst they are wrong in their incessant assumption of body image issues, they still have a hidden but valid point: I will need to be careful about not losing any weight. Their other concern I do not understand. Yes, I refuse to eat animal. No, I do not care if you do. This could delve into commentary on the morality of animal products and how they are created, but I won’t go into that today. My point today is, people might not understand your choice, nor support it. In fact, they might be offended. I do not understand why they are offended, and yet do at the same time. They have a fear that I as a vegan will look down upon them for eating meat. I really couldn’t care less.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m about as upset at the treatment of animals as the next peta petitioning activist vegan, but my theory for handling it would not be to make a naked billboard of myself covered in lambs. The people I love are afraid that I will see and treat them as the enemy, carnivorously evil sub-humans. I won’t.

What I would do, is petition for humane treatment of animals during the entire meat creation process. This disappoints vegans as I am not seen as going far enough, and disappoints carnivores because if the animals were treated humanely then the cost of meat would go up who knows how much. On this however, I refuse to budge. Truth be told I would like to see meat banned: killing animals is wrong and eating them is unhealthy. But the human race does not appear ready for that to happen. These changes take time, and making humane treatment of animals the first step (and the subsequent price increase and assumed considerable decrease in meat product available) will be an effective start. Many people don’t realise how much meat product they eat and would proclaim not to eat much meat even if they included it in every single meal of every single day.  Breaking that cycle could be the toughest part. Even if it doesn’t lead to the end of the meat industry, it’ll still be the end of it as we know it, and many animals would still be grateful I’d bet.

Tip for the day is to be prepared to handle a negative reaction to your choice and turn it into a positive. For me, I can sense it is going to take a while for some to come around. Feel free to share your funny/informative/moving/ingenious “coming out” as a vegan story if you have one.

Stay healthy,

Summer Tay