Markus and I no longer have meat cravings, but when I smell barbecue or fried chicken, my brain still tells me something out there is delicious. I just do not want to eat it.
Sometimes, I wonder what my younger self would think about the choices I have made, the life that we have so far lived. I know that most of how it turned out were impossible for who I was before, especially the diet switch. Who knew I could ever live without meat? I certainly did not, and for solid reason.
Five years ago:
I ate my bodyweight in chicken wings. My favorite was spicy Korean chicken wings and would eat a box of 12 every other day.
On that one day of the week where there was an all-you-can eat chicken wings offer at some bistro or bar somewhere, I always gathered my gym friends and devoured buckets, way more than anyone else.
Looking back, it is a wonder how I fit all those chicken wings in?
10 years ago:
My diet consisted of fast food, coffee, donuts, and Pringles. I was essentially powered by junk food. And no, I was not 14 years old. I suppose this diet explained a lot of my decisions in life.
15 years ago:
I would rather die than eat vegetables. My mother is a fantastic homecook, except with vegetables that she cooks to hell and back.
20 years ago:
Actually, this can go back to the day I was born. The Philippines is pork country. It is a cultural thing from the time of the Spanish, and by now, pork runs in our Filipino blood. When I switched my diet, I honestly thought I would starve.
But I did not and here we are. Maybe it is a good thing that I already ate as much meat as I could in the past, because the future will not have any.
Or who knows actually? Life has its own way of twisting and turning that there is no saying how we end up, no matter how ridiculous one thing sounds to us now. We can be doing anything and everything and it is what makes life fun, doesn’t it?