Eating Animals- Jonathan Safran Foer

Eating Animals was a difficult book to get through. Sometimes I could only read a few pages before I would have to put it down. As someone who is already committed to a vegetarian diet, I was able to take comfort in the fact that I contribute less to the disgusting situations described in this book. But I am far from perfect. Cheese makes a regular appearance on my plate, my car has leather interior, and don’t even get me started on my shoes.

Foer discusses the sacrifices involved in eliminating meat including being viewed as a difficult person by others, and being unable to partake in meals that are considered family tradition. Both are reasons that I continue to be vegetarian rather than vegan.

He is honest about how he enjoys the taste of meat and has struggled with removing it from his diet. It’s a constant conflict between enjoyment and morals. Something that I believe most people would agree with. Most people like animals. They would have very conflicting emotions if they were forced to kill one themselves. I have several friends who tried to go vegetarian after they learned about what actually goes down at factory farms and slaughterhouses. Their intentions were excellent, but after a couple of weeks the shock wore off and they began adding meat back to their diet. Much like the author did several times prior to writing this book.

It’s very informative. My only complaint is that the descriptions are too gruesome, but it is hardly the fault of the author for presenting his research. The fault lies with the system that we have all enabled to take over the industry.

Quotes

“What our babysitter said made sense to me, not only because it seemed true, but because it was the extension to food of everything my parents had taught me. We don’t hurt family members. We don’t hurt friends or strangers. We don’t even hurt upholstered furniture. My not having thought to include animals in that list didn’t make them the exceptions to it.”

“There were things she believed while lying in bed at night, and there were choices made at the breakfast table the next morning.”

“Because there are so many animals, it takes me several minutes before I take in just how many dead ones there are.”

“That’s the business model. How quickly can they be made to grow, how tightly can they be packed, how much or little can they eat, how sick can they get without dying.”

“When we eat factory-farmed meat we live, literally, on tortured flesh. Increasingly, that tortured flesh is becoming our own.”

“Whether we’re talking about fish species, pigs, or some other eaten animal, is such suffering the most important thing in the world? Obviously not. But that’s not the question. Is it more important than sushi, bacon, or chicken nuggets? That’s the question.”

“Not responding is a response- we are equally responsible for what we don’t do. In the case of animal slaughter, to throw your hands in the air is to wrap your fingers around a knife handle.”

“Compassion is a muscle that gets stronger with use, and the regular exercise of choosing kindness over cruelty would change us.”

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Buns of…OUCH!

My thoughts are a little all over the place tonight. Bear with me.

I am five days into my running streak. That is 20% complete.

Monday I ran hills. Tuesday I did speedwork and crosstraining. Wednesday I squeezed in a quick mile. Yesterday I did a group fitness class. Today I couldn’t move.

The class that I took was called H.A.B.I.T. (Hips Abs Buns and Incredible Thighs). My buns got a killer workout. I don’t think they have ever been achy (this includes post-marathon). It hurts to bend over. It hurts to stand up. I hurt so good! I can’t wait to take another class.

Despite my inability to move, today I did some light cross training to keep moving, and lots of stretching. I also chugged water, and ate lots of green stuff.

The rooms made us a super cute dry erase board to write down our workout plans for the week.

Bodypump today did not happen. We could hardly lift food into our mouths. You expect us to lift weights? Yeah right!

I bought new running shoes today.

Tinkerbell modeling them

Yes, she still has on her Christmas collar. We haven’t gotten around to switching it yet. Jeez people can be so judgemental.

I think they’re really nice, and can’t wait to break them in.

I’m not really looking forward to classes starting back. I love school, but I’ve just been feeling pretty burnt out lately. I’m ready to move back home and reconnect with my family.

Things are looking excitingly promising on the job search front, so keep your fingers crossed for me!

Fifteen Minute Gym Trip

My roommate has been in the arctic tundra Connecticut for the past three weeks. I spent the morning cleaning, so that she wouldn’t hate me when she walked in the door. I skipped off to work without getting my run on today. Normally I would just write it off as a rest day, but seeing as how today was day three of my running streak, I made my roommate join me at the gym fresh out of her eleven hour car ride. We were in the gym for less than 15 minutes. I knocked out my one mile, then we peaced out!

Check out that ponytail!

 

That’s my 1.5 Fox

Well well well, I must say that I am reallllllllly excited about this season of The Biggest Loser. In the past I have gotten into the show, but last season I was mad about Jillian leaving, so I boycotted it. Mature. I know.

Dolvett is adorable. My heart melted a little when he winked. I just wish he wouldn’t bother with the shirt. Especially now that he has a nice new Layne tattoo.

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Emily and Chism are my two favorite contestants thus far.

Emily

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 I just think she is likable, and gorgeous. She will probably be my favorite until she gets skinny. Then I’ll be jealous, and hate her.

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Chism is precious. He looks like a little kid.

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I think that Roy is super funny. I’m sure it was totally coincidental that they made him red.  He is SANTA! I read it in his bio. I loved it that he told the trainers they were going to be on the naughty list!

I read almost all of the contestant biographies. Lots of them mentioned running a marathon, which I thought was really exciting. They also mentioned lots of fun activities that they wanted to be able to do like skydiving, white water rafting, rock climbing, and play sports, which I thought were way cooler goals than wear a bikini.

So I’ll admit it. I cried. I always cry when I watch Biggest Loser. But I cry all the time, so what do I know.

Anybody watch it? What did you think? Did you cry? Who were your favs?

Tracking Workouts

I woke up this morning in a stinking bad mood for no obvious reason. I’m sure that it didn’t have anything to do with this snuggle-bug being a bed hog all night.

After lingering for way too long over coffee and the news I decided to just shake it off and hit the gym. The student rec center that I use LOOOOOOVE was open today for the first time since Christmas and I was antsy to be reunited.

I did a little baby triathlon with a bike, run, and swim (all short distances focusing on intervals of speed). I felt AWESOME afterwards! It was especially great to swim laps, something that I love, but don’t do often enough!

One of my resolutions was to come up with a better way to log my workouts. When I wrote the list my intention was to use excel or a journal, but I have decided to try out Daily Mile. I read someone else’s description of it as “facebook for gym rats”. You log your workouts. Your friends can see what you log, and leave you comments. I currently have three friends.

If you are considering pursuing any type of fitness related goal, then I would love for you to  join me on daily mile and be my friend! (That way I can stalk your workouts)

 

Being a Stereotype

Because I love being stereotypical I went out today and bought two things… a scale and a salad. HA!

Then because I love being one of “those girls” I took pictures of my food!

Admit it: you're jealous!

Today was day one of attempt number one of my 25 day running streak. Because I have decided that 2012 is going to be all about getting faster I decided to do some hill repeats. “Hills are speed-work in disguise.”

According to my training plan I should have been doing hills every other week the entire time I was marathon training, but because I habitually resist the unknown I never did any serious hill running. Today I knocked it out, and actually had a lot of fun.

Then I rewarded myself with some frozen yogurt!

Oh look more food pictures

You see that gigantic blob that takes up the entire right side of the picture- it’s cheesecake. I “accidentally” put like $1.00 worth of cheesecake on top of my yogurt, which kind of defeats the purpose of a healthier dessert, but I decided that the froyo gods made it happen, and who am I to deny myself their desires?

My New Year

Happppppppppy Newwwwwww Yeeeeeear!

Yes it is the middle of the night on the biggest drinking holiday, no I am not blogging under the influence. I actually JUST got home from WORKING all night and have not had a drop of alcohol.

It’s lame I know, but things get even better. I was actually holding cleaner in my hand when the clock struck 12:00.

The whole ordeal was actually very “Cinderella-esque”, which can only lead me to one conclusion… 2012 must be the year I meet my Prince Charming!

So if you know any eligible bachelors in my area send them my way!

(Must love running, insane yellow labs, and vegetables. Must have the patience of a saint, plenty of cash-money, a cute butt and an excellent smile.)

The fine print is very important!