It just came to mind that people probably think me very bizarre for not eating meat. I mean that's what I would have been thinking more than two years ago...
I have never been fond of meat, but I would eat it because in my natural environment, that is what people do. But ever since I stopped- and I mean stopped, haven't had meat since- a new normal has established its place in my mind. I just don't think about it in the same way as I did before. Because it was easy for me to give up meat (remember, i've never LOVED it, in most cases i hated it), I have not craved it sense. Every day the weirdness of saying "no" became further behind me. Now, it is off in the far distance, and I know now I will never eat meat again. Well, actually, there is a potential deviation in my future, and that would be that I'd eat fish if I ever do marathons. So, apart from that pescatarian exception, I will be, once and forever, a vegetarian.
Sorry. And for all you males out there, I completely understand your lack of understanding: men like their meat.
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