Today has been day 5 since I've allowed cooked vegan foods back into my diet after 150 days raw. Each cooked meal (dinner only) has slowly affected me worse and worse. Each time I would feel a little more discomfort and malaise after the meal.
Tonight was finally the kicker. After a meal of rice, beans, jalapenos and tomatoes with hot sauce (which was DELICIOUS) I threw up in the yard of the restaurant in front of my friends. Wow. Felt fine eating the meal but as soon as I was done my stomach didn't feel good. I excused myself to go walk it off and get some fresh air and ended up just barfing all of it up.
So I guess this means I'm going back to 100% raw. I don't really have a choice. This body of mine is no longer accepting cooked foods. It made that abundantly clear tonight. I really thought I could squeak by for a while on 80% raw... no dice.
I feel like this lifestyle is a one-way street. You go far enough down the path, there is no return. Part of me is upset that I'm going to have to do this lifestyle out of necessity instead of choice, but if that's what's happening, I choose to surrender to it.
4th of July 2012, the point of no return.