Beans Are The New Meat

Today was the 2nd day of Operation MEatless. "What is that my half hearted calorie counting friend? You ask... Along with swearing off the nectar of the gods Monday thru Thursday with an option to move to Sunday thru Thursday in the late fall, I have decided to go meatless on those days as well. All in the attempts to jump start a calorie deficit.

Why MEatless and not vegetarian? Well the term vegetarian makes it sound like I have some sort of agenda beyond weight loss, and I don't. I'll only be actively avoiding meat for 4 days a week, so that is not THAT big of a sacrifice to warrant such a potentially serious socio-political food term like vegetarian. Not to mention I will eat fish. And fake meats of various forms. Not that fake meat is meat, but if it looks like meat, and tastes like meat (which a small handful do) then it's sort of like eating meat (except for it not being meat) and may freak REAL vegetarians out (which I am not). It's sort of like abstinence pledgers dry humping with each other, but "not" having sex. But I digress...

I'm sure out there on the Net SOMEWHERE there is a term for sub par cyclists, trying to not eat meat four days a week, but still eating fish, only for the sake of weight loss and not because he cares all that much about the hows, whats, and whys of eating animals, but I am to lazy to do the research on that. I do have a feeling the term is probably body dysmorphic lycra clad bike riding moron, but that seems so wordy to use on a blog post, so I went with MEatless. Get it? Me... Eatless... MEatless. It's a pun... Sort of a play on words... ah forget it. I'm trying to cut calories and cutting out the man sized amounts of meat that I add to dishes seems like a good place to start. It's worked in the past and a lot of my past eating habits worked pretty darn not bad.

OK, enough about my meat and the lack there of in my diet (4 days a week). The TiEM is back in full on mountain bike form, and will be ready to roll dirt as soon as I pick it up tomorrow. Yeah! Dirt beckons. As does looking a food porn.

Later.