Rawfoodism

I recently had to write a paper for a class which outlined some of the pluses and minuses of rawfoodism. Never fear, I am not going the way of a rabbit, although if you were to ask my co-workers they might think otherwise. Each week as I pull out my lunch, my co-workers are always wondering what rabbit food I have. It is kind of funny. I guess that I can see the some of the benefits of raw, but for me I just do not think that I could hack it. Raw veggies and nothing else. No thanks. I'll pass. I like meat a little too much. Right after I found out about my IR (Insulin Resistance) as you might recall I was eating pretty much nothing but chicken. I lost almost 10lbs, and then tired of chicken and started loosening up on what I ate. I started reverting back to my old ways of eating and realizing that was not doing anything for me except for satisfying me in the moment. I hate that I have to spend so much of my paycheck on groceries though. I was talking to a coworker the other day and saying that I was going to get Portobello mushrooms for Portobello mushroom pizzas. He said that he was jealous, and then I told him not to be jealous because I spend x-amount of money a week on groceries for one. To which he and his wife about choked. Yeah, I thought. That's right I HAVE to eat like this. As I sat down to lunch yesterday, a co-worker who is going into food science asked me what rabbit food I had. I told him. Lunch was a Portobello mushroom pizza, carrots and ranch and a soy drink. He said that he wished he could eat like me. Funny, I looked over at his food and wished that I could eat like him. Rice with some sauce on it that looked really good. Yeah, I wish that I could eat pasta when I wanted to eat pasta rather having to eat it sparingly.