Well, had you any doubts that a steady diet of beans&rice would be challenging, let me reassure you that it is most definitely a difficult undertaking, in more ways than one. At the end of day one, I was almost in tears I was so hungry and I was physically exhausted – I could actually feel my energy slipping quickly onto the floor. I promptly decided (since I had it in my fridge anyway, and it’ll go bad if I don’t eat it) to add cheese to my daily menu of beans & rice & veggies. Cheese has never tasted so good. Day two left me wondering how long it would take for my body to get used to this. You wouldn’t think so, but my body noticed the diet change in less than 36 hrs. I’ll leave it at that; details are probably unnecessary. I got to see Bonnie last night though, and found comfort in knowing that she was having as hard of a time as I was with this change, in as many ways as I was. We laughed as she recounted seeing pinapple at a community event and panicking when someone else went to eat the last piece (we’re allowed fruit, it’s okay). We shocked ourselves at how quickly we felt the change and we each spoke our mind about what we've learned: already. We then made a pact to allow ourselves a few hors d’œuvres at the party – she enjoyed a piece of bruschetta and I downed a chicken skewer appy like it would be my last meal on earth.
Beans&Rice month, you win. You’ve proven your point. This is a horrible, horrible way to live