Twelve months ago I looked at the list of things that doctors said I should or should not do, or eat, and did not handle it well. I said on numerous occasions that if I gave up much more I would come full circle and explode in a frenzy of vice, finally getting shot robbing a bank while doing a line of blow off the backside of a transsexual prostitute. That wouldn’t be good for anyone.
Now I have stopped eating meat and stopped drinking alcohol. I am working up to cutting out dairy and sugar. I practice yoga three to four times per week. I am extending my notions of ahimsa to my gaming life, a difficult feat when facing down an army of ogres. These things make me happy, and there are no gun totting transsexual prostitutes covered in blow to be seen.