Good Monday morning to you. I think Monday mornings would be a heck of a lot easier if my alarm clock was Adam Levine singing “Sunday Morning” at my bedside. Instead I settle for “Tone 4 + vib” originally composed by the lovely folks at Sprint. And life goes on..
I have to say this Monday morning is not as awful since it starts my elective week with my dietetic internship with the Southeast Dairy Council. After discovering the New England Food & Dairy Council, and how much of a perfect fit a nutrition job with them is for me, I have been on a quest to get involved with any connections I can make and opportunities that are open. The dairy council works with schools to help support nutrition and wellness programs through grants and funding to help provide students with the opportunity for nutritious foods and promotion of a healthier lifestyle. I am beyond excited for this opportunity and will be traveling around Alabama for different promotions and activities. I’m sure I will have plenty to report back on, so get ready for some dairy lovin’ this week!
This brings me to my next point and is kind of ironically contradictory. After watching Forks Over Knives and The Engine 2 Diet with my plant loving soul-mate, Rip, I have yet again come to a crossroads in my diet. Although I have been a vegetarian for about 7 years now, I still eat dairy, fish, and eggs. I always just tell people I don’t eat meat or poultry rather than throwing up the nutrition word vomit of “Lacto-ovo pescatarian”. It sounds like a type of pregnancy disease. These movies inspired me to adapt more of a plant-based diet and decrease the amount of all animal products I eat. In other words VEGAN. I know, a vegan working with the dairy council? Read on, and let me explain. Myself included, I feel like once the word vegan is throw out there, a no shoe wearing, i don’t shave my legs or wear deodorant hippie label comes to mind. Although I’d like to say that I don’t, I can’t deny that I have my biased thoughts.
Now I’m not by any means slapping that vegan label on myself, especially since I am guilty of stereotyping this label. But why do we even have to label our diets? What is really the difference between someone who doesn’t like to eat chicken as someone who doesn’t like to eat onions? A label, that’s what. I was inspired by Lindsay’s post on not labeling her diet, and rather eating the foods that she wants to, whether it be meat one week, and none for the rest of the month. I agree with her 100% and am choosing not to label my diet. While I am making an effort to reduce the amount of animal products in my diet, it’s because I want to. And sometimes I want an ice cream cone. Or a slice of cheese pizza. Who say’s I can’t?! A label, that’s who. I am taking the pledge to lift the label of my diet and enjoying what I eat. Just like some people are runners, or prefer kickboxing, or have a different taste in music or sports, diets are the same. It is not a one size fits all, and it is important to remember,
What works for you, is right for you no matter what everyone else thinks.
I don’t go around telling everyone to convert to veganism just because I choose not to eat meat, but if you are interested I’d be an open book.
So that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Yes I shave my armpits. No I don’t eat meat. Yes I get enough protein. No I don’t need a label. Except on my lunch in the fridge. God knows if it’s not labeled, people assume it’s free game. Not cool.
How do you feel about labeling diets?
Do you cut the labels off of your shirts? (Who ever invented the print on label is genius)