If I had a dollar ...

for everytime in my life that I thought, "oh I'll get back on track on Monday ... on this date ... that date" I'd be fucking rich.

What is it about food?

I am on board with not eating meat, this is not an issue for me at all ... even veggies cooked along side of meat, I'd want nothing to do with it.

It's the vegan part that I sway back and forth with and as I am plugged into how my body is reacting to these things, it is quite revealing really ... not the fact that I am paying attention ... ummm, finally ... but my body's reaction.

I have been so constipated lately ... horribly so. Is this too much information? Whatever, it's my blog. It's been painful, makes me feel lethargic and like shit, ha, literally. When I allow dairy to creep back into my diet, this is the result, I feel like shit.

When I am on my game, eating as I should, what is right for my body ... my poop is awesome. It's like that Oprah episode when she was talking all about poo, what it should look like, how there should be no effort ... I learned so much from that show with Dr. Oz.

Fucking food. It's annoying that we need it and it is my addiction. I couldn't pick something like crack ... because you don't need that. But food is everywhere, in everything, every place I am, and I am addicted. My mood can determine what I eat, how my clothes fit, if some kind of stress sneaks into my day, I will eat something different. It's fucking annoying.

Wow, poop and cussing ... what a great blog entry.