Okay, one thing I cannot stand at all is when boys (yes, usually gay boys) refer to themselves as bitches. Seriously. You were born with testosterone producing glands, so act like it. But I am just this once, going to aspire to become just that: A skinny bitch. Jen told me about this book, Skinny Bitch, a week or so ago, but she never told me what it was about. I just assumed it was another Confessions of a Shopaholic type book. Then, Adam told me that he was transitioning from being a vegetarian to a strict vegan because of a book he read called Skinny Bitch. He told me that if I read it, I would love it, and it would change the way I looked at food and health forever.
Well, I bought it last night, and finished it today. The verdict? Well, I just sent off for my free Vegetarian Starter Kit from www.goveg.com, and I made it a goal to cut out chicken, beef, and pork from my diet. I don't eat much meat anyway, so I don't think it'll be too hard to do, however; I am taking baby steps and not quite eliminating fish and eggs yet. I am teetering on eradicating dairy as well. Oh, gosh. How would I live without cheese? I tend to fart and get bloated quite a bit when I drink milk, so switching to soy products might be a blessing. Ooh, and I love soy milk! Oh, yeah, and besides producing a lot of interesting and disturbing information, the book posed a question that would stump even Einstein: Who decided to use cows for our milking habits?
Hopefully, with this change in my diet and my already vigorous exercise routine, I'll be a sexy male specimen in no time (still mindful of at least one of my New Year's resolutions! Ha ha!).
