Hu·mane / hyoomáyn / adj. 1. having what are considered the best qualities of human beings; kind, tender, merciful, sympathetic.
I attended the Future of Food Conference organized by The Humane Society of the United States on Friday and Saturday. There were some really good panels and some amazing vegan food. And Peter Singer. I “broke up” with Mr. Singer after I found out about his comments on bestiality. But after listening to him speak on Friday, I’m back on the wagon with him. I even got a picture with him.
I had a decision to make about dinner after the conference. To go with my vegan friends or with my non-vegan friends, both groups equally being fun and entertaining. I went with my non-vegan friends, as a good vegan should be. They were ethically conscious eaters and talked about looking for certified humane label when buying their food. I commented that certified humane is a myth. They asked me if I can give them more details about my comment, hence this post. Go to one or all the links below to learn more about humane certification and the propaganda put out by the meat industry.
I was watching Easy last night and the vegan in me was fully committed to the show from the beginning of the second episode. Then came the end of that episode. What a complete disappointment! Check it out yourself.
Go here to get a comprehensive look at humane myth in all of animal agriculture.
Another excellent resource for all “humane” labeling lies
An excellent article on “humane” farming
Undercover investigation at a whole foods “certified humane egg” farm
PETA Prime article on “humane meat”
“Do the best you can until you know better. Then when you know better, do better.”
– Maya Angelou
I started a fundraising campaign in connection with my race. The money I raise will go to PETA.
PETA is the largest animal rights organization, in terms of membership and global presence. They are the only ones who can get a seat at a boardroom of a big corporation. I like grassroots movements, but to make a real difference, there needs to be someone who can take on the giants in the meat / fashion / entertainment / animal experimentation industries. That’s what PETA does. I can go on and on and on about PETA but here is where to go to find out more about what they stand for.
If you like to contribute to my fundraising to help animals, here you go. I will match every penny, upto $1000.
A Better World Running, a group in SoCal that organizes these nice, inexpensive, totally chill races throughout the year. I love those races, I did one in January of this year and one last Sunday.
Last Saturday night, I woke up in the middle of the night, on my way to the bathroom, a chair attacked my left foot with no provocation. No biggie, I thought. Wrong. I had to quit at around 10 miles of the 13.1 I was planning to run. But, it was on Santa Monica beach and beautiful weather. Totally worth losing a couple of toes.
My 15K medal!
Animal Rights National Conference 2016 was going on in LA which I attended on Saturday and Sunday. Hung out with my PETA family and reconnected with a lot of good people from the Animal Rights movement, collected a bunch of materials, and a wealth of knowledge.
Even though the race as an after thought for this weekend, glad to be able to do it, in preparation for my first ever trail marathon in SanFran next Sunday.
I should move to the left coast!
PS(A): Never eat a large veggie burger with onion straws and fries minutes before your 5+ hour red eye flight. They probably had to decontaminate the damn airplane after I got off.
That’s how I see it, after registering the slowest marathon to date. BTW, I heard this quote on Rich Roll podcast while he was talking to his guest, Robin Arzon. Two of my heroes!
I finished another marathon!
You are not up for a decent run, every time you go run. This one was hilly with one long ass continuous climb for more than 2 miles towards the end, with high heat and humidity. With one of my left peroneus(?) tendons screaming from start to finish, the only good thing (well, other than the feeling while crossing the finish line) happened, was all the compliments I got for my outfit.
Also the dinner after the race with some Glenfiddich 14 (thanks Santhosh and Lekshmi).
Walking forever, the day after, exploring San Diego, was excellent, coupled with more good food and more alcohol. What was even better was saving all those beached red tuna crabs at Ocean Beach. Watching them swim away when I put them back in the water was more satisfying than crossing that finish line, in many ways.
I think I can do this. Not going to care whether I am losing weight or my fatness has changed.
I need to do this.
Why do I need to do this?
I have not always been vegan. In my “pregan” days, I have run 3 marathons and a couple of duathalons and a few long distance bike races and one RAGBRAI and countless other races. I was part of an elite group of athletes. We did awesome shit together. All of us, except me, were BIG meat eaters, some even
paleo. When I became fully plant based, there were skeptics. I was warned by some well wishers how I will drop my performance and even become a non-athlete.
Oh, the horror.
And then there is always the lack of … ugh… protein.
Vegan. I had to do it. If I never race again, that’s ok. But animals rights is first in my life. I took more than a year off from “athleting”, also due to a diagnosis as being diabetic (lovely, thanks mom for this gift that keeps on giving).
Diabetic athlete – an endurance athlete that is – does not exist. More on that story later.