a vegan couple: eating; running; living–minimally.

Continually Becoming

I don’t feel that it is necessary to know exactly what I am. The main interest in life and work is to become someone else that you were not in the beginning.
-Michael Foucault

The other day was the end of my Fall Semester. Grading papers. Class lectures. Student evaluations. All of that is behind me for about a month. Up until now, the time I’ve devoted to running has been “minimal,” to say the least. Two days a week if I’m lucky. And with the prospect of Baby Nut on the way I’m not sure how much running I will be doing over the course of the coming months anyways. This has been really challenging. Both mentally and physically. I feel like this past semester marked a shift in my values, a shift in what I held to be important for my life. Katie could tell you how, just a few years ago, my not getting in a run or my having to hold back when we were both out together meant me turning into a bit of a passive-aggresive asshole. No joke.

But here I am. Totally fine with how this past semester went: sometimes two or one or no runs in a week. I love running. When I’m on the trails there is a palpable sense of release, an exhale of comfort even when I’m feeling uncomfortable. So how can I not miss it? How can I sacrifice runs and be fine with it?

Well, I do miss it. But I wouldn’t call their absence a sacrifice. Triage is more like it. When you have responsibilities that dictate your life in a certain direction (re: being a teacher; oh, and how about becoming a dad!) you can either resist the flow and fight what you can’t change; or you can accept those things you can control and move ahead with life. I chose the latter.

I truly hope that I will be able to start running again. My class in the Spring won’t require me developing it from scratch since I’ve already taught it once before. Having a baby, though, will require some serious compromise and willingness to be flexible. Both Katie and I want/need/hope to be out running, but when/where/how and what that will look like remains to be seen. It might not be until after little Nut arrives, but I can positively say that the desire to be out there has not waned.

The trails are out there, calling me, and my shoes are ready and laced up. My baby Nut is out there too, calling (and kicking at) me, and my heart is ready and open. All of us are always in a state of becoming it is just that sometimes that becoming is so palpable and real—Nut literally is and will continue to be “becoming” right in front of me. What will all of this bring?

Montreal Getaway

“Find the time to getaway, even if it is for a night.”

I can’t tell you how many people made this recommendation to me when I told them about the fact that we were expecting little Nut. The tough thing about this is that Katie is a teacher, and getting time away is challenging. Luckily, we live close to Montreal (only an hour and a half) so I decided to have us shoot up there for a night. We dropped our little fur-man off at Katie’s sister’s house on Friday and late the next morning we packed and set out. We happily discovered that a new bypass section of highway had been opened right after the town of Bedford cutting up to town of Saint-Jean-sur-Richelieu. This made the trip up super quick…until we hit single-lane construction and sat in traffic.


We headed back to one of our favorite places, Aux Vivres, to get a bite to eat before checking into the B&B. It really is great going to a completely vegan eatery, not having to worry that we have to amend the dressing or the creamer or the dessert. Katie has said that she might stick with the same thing she got last time (the Grilled Tofu Cesaer Salad), which she did; I opted for the Mexicali Bowl. I got a coffee (and then an espresso), Katie got a Chai (which delicious and had the most absolutely amazing soy foam I have ever seen!). Finally, because why the hell not, we decided to split a Banana Chocolate Pie. Lunch? Lunch was delicious.



The B&B I found was called Casa Bianca (a vegetarian B&B), and it was located right next to the Parc du Mont-Royal (a Frederick Law Olmsted park, like Central Park in NYC). The owner was kind enough to bend her rules and let us stay for only one night. So after lunch we headed there and found this little note taped to the front door with instructions getting in/out of the place. It was really lovely.

Here is the view from the room.

Then we headed out for a walk through the park before dinner.


Montreal has a plethora of great spots to eat, but the one I feel stands out is ChuChai. Emphasizing Thai food and specializing in faux-meats this place is incredible. I decided to try a faux-beef curry while Katie stuck with a faux-duck curry. Now, I said this the last time we ate there, but I have no idea how they get the taste and texture of meat but it is almost scary. The shred of the “beef”; the oiliness of the “duck.” Nuts. It is sort of crazy to wonder how they get the texture and taste of each “meat” to turn out unique and different. True skill. We also had an egg roll appetizer and for dessert we shared a Lemon Coconut Cake, some Chocolate Mousse, and each of us had a decaf espresso.



Our trip culminated in a trip to the magical country of IKEA. We had some stuff to get for Baby Nut and Nutsery so we headed over to the west side of Montreal to see what the all the fuss was about. Let me just say that a first time in IKEA is tough enough; add to that that everything was in French and the experience was a bit overwhelming……at least at first. Once we got a hang of things we quickly searched for what we needed, although we had this weird feeling that we would get done and 7 hours would have passed (like a time vortex or something). Happily, though, we finished shopping in under 2 hours and then headed back home.

This was a great time spent with just the two of us (although we did express our sadness over missing our little Arlo). I hope that it won’t be too long before we get back up to Montreal, but if it is we went out with a bang.

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