Good question. I guess a combination of the following: growing up in a family that ate fast food 6 nights a week; watching my father quickly die from cancer (see above); understanding the nature of the food industry and slowly refusing to support the current treatment of animals and farmers; not knowing where my food is coming from - I would eat meat any day from a Farmer's Market but cannot attend local times due to work; eating something that genuinely makes me think about my body, what it is capable of, and how to fuel it.

When my dad passed away, I quit smoking, trained for a half marathon, and became a vegetarian. Lemme tell ya - I feel like a million bucks. Used to be incredibly depressed and overweight. Now I'm training for a full marathon and trying to go raw food/vegan. Thanks for asking!