Over the last four days, I have experienced true withdrawal symptoms.
I took up Adam’s dietary lifestyle and went strictly vegan. No food with any sort of animal bi-products allowed. No bacon. No hamburger. No milk or cheeses. Pretty much anything I enjoy eating (and anything that is bad for you) went out the window. For the next four days I ate nothing but what felt like bags of yard work and drinking almond juice (I refuse to call it almond milk, it is not milk).
I actually did not mind the restrictions at first. The first morning I woke up and had a bowl of Cap’n Crunch with almond water (still not calling it milk). I didn’t really notice a difference at all, cereal is still cereal. For lunch I was able to have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and potato chips. Dinner, I had salads with Italian dressing and cashews for a nice protein supplement. Everything seemed to be clicking for the first half of my four-day prison.
Then everything changed. An event I attended had free pizza. I sat in the corner and watched everyone enjoy one of the five greatest foods on earth. Meanwhile, I sat there wondering if my tears had any nutritional value to them.
This article marks the end of my endeavor with veganism. What did I learn? Not a lot, other than the fact that a triple baconator from Wendy’s sounds awesome right about now. In all seriousness, I found that what Adam and many others choose as a diet is not some outlandish, hippie idea. It is a viable way of life, and I can see the benefits only four days into it.
Now, somebody find me a hot dog covered in nacho cheese, stat!
