Electric Leech wrote:
That's what my boyfriend always says; why lie on your deathbed wishing you'd just gone out for coffee more when you can be lying there thinking "Well, that really great cake and coffee didn't do me any good, but I had so much fun that day." Y'know, hypothetically. xD
I try and remind myself that I don't need to be vegan to be better, but I think the explosion of blogging has created a whole other world of pretending. Someone posts "I made this great green smoothie before going for you hour run and 20 min workout, it's packed full of nutrients and doesn't have any bad fats and is totally sugar-free!", and they may well have done that one day, but te next day when they don't post, they might've tucked into a chocolate gateaux whilst watching telly; just like watching something on telly. Think about how often you see people eating on tv soap.
Anyway, I'm rambling. x3
I agree completely. I think when I'm ninety five and laying on my deathbed I'd rather have memories of days of coffee and cake and good friends than memories of depriving myself of those things...I already have enough of those.