Conforming to the status quo is boring, but forging one’s own path can be full of adversity and loneliness.
It can also be quite an adventurous trip.
Thankfully, I don’t get lonely very easily. Here are 20 ways that being a vegan endurance junkie has made me a bit of a social outcast amongst my peers.
- I love, love, LOVE to go to bed before 10p and wake up before 5a.
- I’m not much into drinking (although a post-run “shower beer” is definitely one of life’s simple pleasures. It’s just carb replenishing, right?).
- I’m not much into coffee or caffeine. Yeah, I’m that loser who orders a plain chamomile tea at Starbucks.
- My idea of a romantic date or fun meetup involves several hours of cycling in the countryside. Restaurants bore me.
- While my friends are making plans for marriage, I am making plans for upcoming races and globetrotting.
- While my friends are talking about babies, I am dreaming about becoming a crazy dog lady and living in a cabin full of huskies.
- I think brunch is stupid.
- If it’s not made from plants, I won’t eat it.
- I wear workout clothes everywhere. Even to work sometimes. I don’t understand fashion at all. Help.
- I would almost always rather be going for a run.
- I blend copious amounts of fruits and vegetables several times a day, and my neighbors have therefore come to assume I’m Jack LaLanne‘s weirdo protégé.
- I can’t give rides to people because the backseat of my Subaru is full of smelly old running shoes, bike parts, and dog hair.
- I spend inordinate amounts of time poring over nutrition journals on PubMed.
- I have precisely zero opinions on the latest TV shows, movies, or pop culture gossip.
- TV? What’s that?
- TV is used for propping up my laptop at eye level so I can watch footage of simulated bike rides while pedaling on my bike trainer.
- BodyGlide and Un-Petroleum Jelly. All over. Enough said.
- The front desk folks at my apartment building can’t believe that my weekly medium-sized Boston Organics CSA box is for me, and me alone. Roughage power!
- Endorphins. They make me do awkward things in social situations. Whatevs. Everyone else is just missing out.
- People just don’t seem to understand when I say, “Sorry, I can’t hang out today, because I literally can’t walk.” I swear, I’m not lying!
So there it is–20 reasons my vegan endurance lifestyle has turned me into a “crazy person.” But you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Anyone up for a multi-hour cycle in the countryside?