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Stumbling the Walk

Stumbling Away From Meat


By Chris La Tray, 3-04-07

Waistlines ain't the only thing getting lean around here. . . .

I’m probably risking a friendship or two by admitting this, but I’m seriously starting to lean vegetarian. If I get that far with both feet, I’m sure it will stop there; I can’t see myself going vegan all the way. That’s like saying I’d become a Mac user. Don’t get me wrong, I love animals as much as anyone, support most of the causes that organizations like PETA champion, and in particular hate how the industrialization of our food supply has left millions and millions of animals treated in horrific ways. Not to mention the effect factory cattle, chicken and hog farms have on the environment. Yet, I also believe that, when approached with respect for the animal, hunting is probably the best way to fill your belly if you choose to be a meat eater, and recognize some of our leading conservationists are from the hook and bullet club. I am not a hunter though, yet, so I don’t know that I have what it takes to walk that walk myself. This is part of the reason I am changing my relationship with meat . . . but there are plenty others.

For me it is equal parts environmental, ethical and spiritual. I’m not very good at arguing my positions, though, because I don’t have all the answers, even to my own questions. I’m not someone who is going to proselytize the church of vegetarianism, though I will happily describe the gut feelings (no pun intended) that lead me to feel the way I do. I can’t rationally explain why I feel the disconnect we have with our food supply is one of the big problems facing our culture, and also one of the reasons so many of us are so spiritually adrift. The biggest surprise of my so-called adult life is how much I have come to care about food and food politics, even if I am still woefully ignorant. It makes me very happy to see New West weighing in on this issue, particularly with the new Spade and Spoon column by Kisha Lewellyn Schlegel, and all the discussions that ensue. “One Bite at a Time: A Beginner’s Guide to Vegetarianism,” an article that popped up on Alternet by way of The Huffington Post, is another good example of a debate resulting from one person’s suggestion of a means to approach food. I eat this stuff up.

It wasn’t so long ago that my diet consisted mostly of frozen pizza, delivered pizza, and restaurant pizza. I spiced it up every now and then with pizza I would make by grating some cheese over a bobboli crust. I know that sounds pretty one-dimensional (in my defense, I did throw in regular bacon cheeseburgers, fried chicken and french fries), but dammit this is America, and we have a God-given right to eat whatever we want whenever we want, just make it big! And big I was going, all the way up and over the 300 pound mark. With a marriage in ashes, a child who was doing his best to walk in my footsteps, and a family history of heart and prostrate problems manifesting in the later years of both my father and grandfather, I realized I needed to make a change. I vowed that by the time I reached 40 I’d be in the best shape of my life.

It’s been an up and down road. The fateful decision to change or die was made about three years ago, and with the big 4-0 looming before me like a semi approaching head on, I have some remaining ground to cover in a hurry. When The Day hits next month, I will arguably be the most physically fit I’ve ever been as an adult, and quite possibly within 20 pounds or so of being at my lightest (I’m 50 pounds down and counting since the trip to the scale that most unnerved me). While I still have a long way to go to get where I need to be, diet and exercise have been critical in even getting me within striking range.

Without sounding too cheesy, having a partner through it all has been critical. I met Julia when I was at my lowest; divorce pending, weight staying on, future uncertain. She was experiencing many of the same difficulties, and we leaned on each other to get through it all. Along the way we hatched these grand plans and dreams about leaving less of a footprint on the world, shared life-changing books and epiphanies, and managed to fall, and stay, in love over the course of a long distance relationship that culminated in her moving up to Missoula from Tucson on 9/11 of ’05. We snuck off to Coeur d’Alene and got hitched in May of last year, but didn’t really tell anyone until Thanksgiving. Hell, I think there are still a lot of people we know that probably aren’t in the loop; I suppose they’ll figure it out one day, though.

Julia and I wasted no time in launching all the plans and dreams we talked about. Most of all we wanted to change the lifestyles we’d been living and create a new one together, with my obnoxious mutant offspring in tow. In the words of the immortal Hank Thoreau, we vowed to “Simplify, simplify, simplify!” We eschewed country living in favor of a house smack in the middle of town that made it easy to walk or bike damn near anywhere we need to go. We started exploring our hometown of Missoula, a city I’d grown up near but had never really lived in, and made copious notes and calendar markings of community events we wanted to participate in. In the midst of it all, I wanted my son to see that being an adult did not have to mean being dull and boring, caught up entirely in working long hours for some nebulous career. I wanted to show him that life is for living, and not someday find myself in the midst of a “do-as-I-say, not-as-I-did” line delivered from a hospital bed.

Our primary vow was to start eating better, lose weight, and get in shape just like all the earthy, glowing people we see on the rivers and trails of our town. Eric Schlosser’s “Fast Food Nation” had had a profound impact on us both; that, combined with all the reading we had been doing on the health and environmental benefits of buying seasonal, local food pointed the direction we wanted to proceed.

The migration away from meat began several months ago, when we switched almost exclusively to bison. Although we still cooked with chicken now and then, bison’s lower fat, calories and cholesterol made it a much healthier option for us. It really wasn’t that big of a step because I have always loved bison, and a bison burger off the grill was every bit as satisfying to me as any patty of cow ever was. I didn’t feel like I was giving anything up at all. I was like the guy who went Atkins and ate bacon-wrapped bacon for every meal.

We talked about reducing our meat intake even more, but really weren’t making much progress . . . until we started photographing everything we buy. Julia and I launched a website at the start of ’07 called Stumbling the Walk, with the goal of making it a document of our efforts of doing more than just “talking the talk” when it comes to issues of sustainability, conservation, right livelihood, etc. The first big project we decided to undertake we call The Voracious Project, and it consists of photographing everything we buy. It serves mainly as an exercise in having a graphic representation of just how sucked-in we are to the whole consumptive lifestyle thing that we like to rail against. Despite positive changes we made before birthing the project, the pictures started piling up in a hurry. After just a couple months of looking at the images, it’s readily apparent that we need to make even more significant changes! I’m not even going to discuss my diet soda addiction. . . .

Food choices hit me right between the eyes. The sight of so many meat packages appearing in so many of the grocery-related images convinced me that we really weren’t doing so well in that department, and were likely slipping backwards. In our efforts to lose weight, it seems that for every three steps forward we were slipping anywhere from one-to-four back, and all the bison tacos and bison burgers, healthier than the alternative though they may be, were part of it. Fiesta en Jalisco and The Old Post weren’t helping either. We had a choice to make: do better eating at home or give up going out completely. As much as we wanted to do both, we knew that was unrealistic – we love to go out. We just needed to rein in the frequency of dining out, and clean up our act at home.

A couple weeks ago we decided to try and go an entire week eating strictly vegetarian, and we pulled it off . . . even though with all the meat substitutes we eat, courtesy of the folks at Boca, Morningstar Farms, and Amy’s, it doesn’t seem that legit. Boca being owned by Kraft (#2 Big Food Producing Corporation) and Morningstar owned by Kellogg (#14 Big Food Producing Corporation), it also gives us some heartburn about where our money is going, and it makes us uneasy when faced with the big picture of what we are trying to accomplish with our whole Stumbling the Walk thing, but it’s a start.

We’re keeping at this; my boy Sid hasn’t complained at the meal selections (as long as beans aren’t obviously evident), provided we still have the occasional meal out. Morning is best; Julia and I stagger out of bed early, hit the gym, then while I shower Julia juices all manner of fruit and greens for the three of us. We trade places and I make breakfast sandwiches using fake sausage patties (that are actually damn good!) with some of the best cheddar I’ve ever had, courtesy of Lifeline Farm in Victor. I drag Sid out of bed, we all sit down to start our day together, then go our separate ways. We reconnect again at supper over lots of veggies and experiments in soy products with variable success, then it’s on to the rest of our evening. Julia may have bellydance practice. I may have some writing to do; Sid may be off to kill zombies. Yeah, we have lots to learn, and might be making some missteps, but like I said, it’s a start. You don’t get anywhere without making the first step, even if it’s a stumble.

By the way, one of these was delivered to our house last week . . . and I love it.

I urge and invite anyone who thinks this project is interesting to visit us at Stumbling the Walk and comment on our efforts, whether it be to urge us on or call us crazy. We’d also like to hear of the efforts of others to make lifestyle changes that, when combined with the efforts of other others, might mean positive change for everyone!



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