It seemed like it would be long shot when I first contemplated the idea of giving up meat for a week, but the week is over and I did it. And to my surprise, with ease.

So what have I learnt from the week?

Firstly, I’ve learnt that I don’t NEED meat. As the foundation of 99% of my meals, I thought I would hugely miss tucking into a juicy chicken breast or a succulent piece of steak. But no, I didn’t. Not at all.

I’ve also learnt to be a little more adventurous with my food. Vegetarian cooking requires to think a little bit more outside of the box (unless you’re happy wth just a bowl of veg… which I’ll admit I did settle for one evening). Even when ordering food out, I opted for something I would never normally have chosen. Why would I choose a veggie option normally if I wasn’t a veggie? But Sunday evening, when I could have easily chosen to fall at the last hurdle, I chose to chow down beetroot burger instead. Verdict? Pretty darn good!

But the most important lesson I’ve learnt, is the one that has surprised me most of all. Without meat, I feel good. I’m not at all saying there is any difference in my body’s appearance now than there was a measly seven days ago, but I feel good. I have more energy and I (oddly) feel a lot less bloated.

Whilst for me, this isn’t something I could give up for good, not entirely anyway, it is something I’m going to consider going forward. If and where I can, I’m going to consider a meat-free meal and I’m definitely going to continue dining on plenty more plants.

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