Beef. It's what's for dinner, (But not for a while).

Big news. I am no longer a carnivore. Shocked?
Friday night as I was eating a gyro, I got the sudden urge to throw up. I'm not really sure why this came about, but I kept picturing little baby lambs and it started to bother me. I've never been one to think about how animals are affected to give me a delicious meal, but it just hit me.
I've decided to become a vegetarian for a few other reasons, too. I want to see if I can actually do it. I'm the kind of person that wants what they can't have, so this will be a big challenge for me. Also, I'm trying to stop myself from gaining weight (I've been feeling a little chubby lately) and cutting out fat from meat will only help me with this goal. Unless I overindulge with carbs to compensate for my lack of meat intake, but let's just hope that doesn't happen. I refuse to give up my skinny jeans.
I haven't decided if I want to make this decision permanent, but so far so good. I've been eating more fruit and drinking a lot more water. However, grocery shopping was a little big of a challenge. I had a hard time finding frozen pizza without meat on it.
Sooner or later, I'm sure I will have a huge hankering for a cheeseburger from Hamburg Inn. I will not tell myself no to that. I am from Iowa, after all.
Note: I almost couldn't tell that my Boca burger last night was not real meat. Almost.