Lifelong Vegetarianism and a Balanced Life

Being a vegetarian is tough! I’ve never eaten meat a day in my life with the exception of the one time I threw up all over a Mexican restaurant’s floor because they served me the wrong dish and the time I tried chicken and cried for three days while having more stomach issues. That does not mean that getting the proper nutrition is easy.

During my adolescence, when mom made all the hard decisions, I never had to worry about eating right or paying attention to what I put in my body for two reasons; one being I played sports and two being the types of foods our fridge was stocked with. My mom never bought sugary products and always opted for fruit juice popsicles over the artificial ones. She was very careful about what she allowed in our house and always cooked with a lot of vegetables. We were always eating proper foods without even realizing it.

College enhanced my love of pizza as an easy thing to eat with friends without being the oddball that I am but also introduced me to all the artificial sugary products that I had never had before. You would think all the healthy eating my mom instilled in me would kick in and have me opt for the smoothie over the chocolate ice cream cone with sprinkles in the cafeteria or the oatmeal over the Trix cereal in the morning. Instead, it encouraged me to explore the different sugary – certainly no meat products – foods that I had never experienced. Boy did my body take a toll. From the end of high school to the end of college, I went from being a size 4 jeans to a size 10.

Senior Prom
Senior Prom
After College Graduation
After College Graduation

These days, I’m unhappily sporting a size 12 jeans and encouraging myself to crave broccoli on a more regular basis. After really examining what my body needs to boost it’s metabolism and encourage weight loss while keeping a balanced diet, I have made lists and plans to ensure that I am taking in the proper amounts of iron and other vitamins while maintaining about 60g of protein or more daily and a higher dose of fruits. But I know it doesn’t stop with what I eat.

Water is something I have been forcing myself to drink more of on a daily basis for a few weeks now (I have been forcing myself to drink a 1.5L bottle a day and have exceeded that goal on a few occasions. I have been taking my dogs on separate longer walks and even walking 2.6 miles to the grocery store and back when I only need a couple of things.

Last Year
Last Year

Calisthenics are something I believe in on a daily basis so I have also included daily sit ups, push ups, and planks. Next week we add squats. These are a challenge for me not because they are hard to do but because my aforementioned dogs think it’s playtime. When I block them out of the room they cry and scratch at the door incessantly. I’m hoping that more exposure to calisthenics will encourage them to calm down while I am doing my routine.

High School
High School

Having a daily routine has always been a terribly mundane idea to me however as I age I find that it is the most efficient way to have a good day. If you have a morning routine you are setting yourself up for success throughout the rest of the day. Working as a server and a filmmaker, my schedule is never the same so I have opted to create a routine that works for me on MOST days. I take the hurdles as they come and create alternative routines that get the job done.

I like to be up by 7 to walk the dogs and put some water on to boil. This is when I fill the dog’s water bowl, clean out my french press, and add some coffee grinds. With the coffee seeping, I like to take a few deep breaths and do a few stretches to loosen up. I take my coffee on our patio and reflect on the outdoors before feeding both dogs and putting on some sneakers. Here is where I walk them around the neighborhood long enough to break a sweat. Afterwards I fit in my calisthenics, eat some breakfast, and settle in to write.

With these lifestyle changes and monthly dinner charts and weekly routines planned out, I’m hoping that I can continue sticking to a happier and healthier lifestyle to lead to more confidence in my own abilities. Another great benefit is that I have been cooking at home more and I’ve truly been impressing myself (and my carnivorous boyfriend) with my recent vegetarian black bean soup and lacto-ovo Chinese fried rice.

Would you be interested in seeing my meal plans and charts? How about more recipes and food posts? I can create more of them if you are interested.

Typewriters and Book Fairs


Today was one of the best days I have had in a while. I started my day with a nice kickboxing workout and then hurried through my morning routine with the dogs to attend a book fair.

On my drive to the Oxford Exchange, I saw a peculiar young man in a silver convertible brushing his teeth while driving on the interstate. Admittedly I laughed, but then I began to think about why one would do such a thing? What kind of world do we live in where people are okay with putting multiple lives at risk to brush their teeth in the car?!? A world where went care about our fellow man – which has been proven numerous times in this past year. It is so sad to me.

Back to my lovely day. I decided to go to the coffee shop because Tampa Type invited me to an event in which I could experience first hand typewriters from every era of history that have been hand restored to working order. Randy even had paper in them set with prompts for people to write a little bit too.

The event coincided with OE’s first Book Fair featuring a vast selection of local books whose authors were present. I left with a bunch of business cards, a book of poetry, and some leaflets on other books. I met so many interesting people with such wonder in their eyes you only find in those intelligent souls who seek the madness in life. On my way out, I couldn’t help but pick up a copy of Thoreau’s Where I Lived, And What I Lived For as a gift to my boyfriend.

Upon arriving home, I had a lovely lunch with him and our dogs and presented him with the book which he is ecstatic about reading. Personally, I’m about to settle in with my new signed copy of Middle Class American Proverb, a book of poetry by John Davis Jr, and a glass of wine.

Tattoos to Relax

It’s a crazy thing that happens when you enjoy pain. The humming of the tattoo gun becomes the anthem to your meditation and you finally relax. The light burning sensation helps bring a soothing balance to my soul. My last ink was in August of 2011 on the day of my dad’s funeral. I couldn’t put the events of that week in my past without solidifying it on my body. If I was in high school still I would have probably killed myself. I know it sounds harsh but it would have been an accident. During that sophomoric period of my life I didn’t believe that I was capable of feeling pain or love or happiness so to be sure I was alive I would drag a razor across my leg or arm and create words or pictures – even play tic tac toe. Today I am ashamed of my scars but as Papa Roach taught me, my scars remind me that the past is real. Instead of a razor, I can receive that same reminder by adding symbolism and art to my body so I will always remember. On Friday I will be getting my fourth tattoo. After four o’clock I will permanently have the word ‘Imagine’ on my wrist to not only remind the writer in me to stay true to my own imagination but also as a tribute to my favorite John Lennon song. I truly believe that this little word will change so much in my life. Not only will I have my constant reminder, but it will also be the first tattoo that I get with my boyfriend of two years as well as solid proof that I am capable of feeling. I am no longer numb. My heart and soul is open and I am ready to experience everything the world has for me.

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Gratitude Jar

Today I made my gratitude jar and I am grateful that I chose to start such a great positivity enhancer in the new year. I am sure that this little jar will help me focus on all the good in the world and my life. It is long overdue. Time to let go of the past and realize the person I am meant to be.

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I got to use some of the rub-on stickers my mom got me for Christmas for the sides and our pastel pencils for the front. It was a lot of fun to make – although I wanted to put the stickers right on the jar and failed epically in the process. The stickers were ruined and wound up stuck under my nails from scratching the bits that stuck off.

The idea for the jar came from an article I read yesterday; the purpose is to make you focus on the little things that happen throughout your day that you can be grateful for instead of falling into the trap that we are all guilty of – complaining about trivial things. Currently I work in the service industry and it is so easy to get stuck on the frustrating, rude things that occur everyday in the restaurant instead of that super nice couple with the adorable daughter that made you smile.

As human beings we remember hardship at the end of the year instead of the time we made a positive change in another’s life. Maybe one day you gave your lunch to someone less fortunate – put it in the jar. At the end of the year when you are feeling insecure, open the jar and remind yourself how amazing you are.

All in all I am happy with my finished product and I know it is silly but I feel as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders already. Finally I am taking steps toward positive change for myself instead of worrying about everyone else and putting myself on the back burner. While I’m on the cliché train, here’s to a new me in the new year!