Hi Crazies. I’m sorry, I’m bloody useless, as my Aussie countrymen would say. My MBA course finished at the end of February and despite many proclamations about blogging more often, I have spent the last month in what I can only describe as post school shock syndrome: edginess at the thought of doing anything resembling work while I’m at home, and a desperate need to sit on the couch and eat packets of delicious vegan muffins my boyfriend ‘kindly’ found for me at Whole Foods and So Delicious’ Vegan Mocha Almond Fudge ice cream minis… yes, such nasty, tasty vegan treats are out there for the taking… who would have thought?
Anyways, fast-forward a month (or more, given my diet has been a bit shoddy all winter for a variety of reasons, most of which sounds something like “it’s sleeting on the last day of March, I hate Boston”) and I’m in the cute store at my gym unnecessarily trying on new yoga pants under fluorescent lighting, which, as a side-note should be outlawed. And OMG! These lovely light grey so-called “skins” highlighted a disturbing reality… cellulite. On a vegan! Yes, it can happen, I never realized. Naive I know, I just hadn’t seen the stuff on my thighs since shortly after I overcame my life-consuming addiction to cheese in preference for a whole-food plant-based diet, that yes, was 100% raw for a long while; hence the name of the blog for those of you who missed that phase ; )
PROCESSED SUGAR IS NOT GOOD FOR YOU!
Really. Seriously. Forget the fact I also feel generally crappy; energy bursts and crashes, mood swings, and digestive back-up due to all the gluten… this is now interfering with my ego! Usually I like to keep this blog about us all finding foods that make us happy on the inside, but I’m also a Leo and honestly, I feel significanly better on the inside when I’m happy with my outside. And yes, it has to be the sugar that’s causing the cellulite as my commitment to exercise has been consistent… and it’s definitely not cheese this time.
I have 13 days to get this sorted. I can’t, I won’t, be at one of my most favorite music festivals of all time, Coachella, baring my New England winter legs in the Californian desert sun worrying about my thighs. I’m starting a four-day colon cleanse tomorrow (damn it) and will play with some combination of juices, smoothies and whole-foods for the nine days after that to minimize the adverse reaction I typically have to commitment!
I’d also love to hear your thoughts on this, good, bad or otherwise, as I know this kind of thing can be a touchy subject.