I know the first couple of days are hard and that it will get better but I am so ready … Continue reading Day 2
A couple of minutes into my 73rd day, I broke fast: I had some steamed broccoli. I have to admit … Continue reading Fast Broken. Heart Broken but mending.
I feel like musicians or athletes who announce their retirement, put on farewell tours only to come out of retirement … Continue reading Tomorrow we break fast!
Day 1 Post 65 day Juice Cleanse and I have not yet broken fast. I had a dentist appointment this morning and so I did not eat before I left the house. After running errands, I stopped by the farmer’s market with the intention of letting my mind guide me on what I would get. Once I started shopping, I realized that I am not ready to end my fast. The are two main reason for this:
1.) As previously stated, while my cleanse did not begin as a means for weight loss it morphed into a primary focus unfortunately. I have never had a magic number I wanted to attain and even though I have lost a considerable amount of weight, the image I see in the mirror does not satisfy me. Because I can be extremely dramatic and over imaginative, I am hyper alert to any signs of an eating disorder but I love food too much for this to happen. Furthermore, I have started consuming larger amounts of juice than I did at the start of the cleanse so I know that I am not starving myself. Continue reading “Day 1 Post 65 Day Juice Cleanse.”
Today marks the official end of my 65 day juice cleanse and I can’t pin point one single lasting feeling. I am hella proud of myself for completing it. I don’t think I ever doubted myself when I started but I was not so sure of myself before I started it. As I type this, I am filled with extreme pride in myself…I did it! I am as strong as I know I am and stronger than I ever imagined I could be. I have to say it again so that it can sink in: I went 65 days on fruit and vegetable juice (except for the occasional soup/broth) and did not let myself get tempted by food! I am nostalgic about my cleanse coming to an end. I am scared of what is to come and having to make the right decisions about food. I am scared of ending up back where I started. I am scared this euphoric feeling won’t last… Enough! No more negativity. I just completed a 65 day juice cleanse and I am proud of myself. I is kind. I is beautiful. I is important and I is strong. This cleanse proves that I can do anything I set my mind to. The only thing that can and will stop me is me. I went on this journey because I wanted to reset the relationship I had with food. I grew up eating 3 meals a day with no dessert and only drank sugary drinks on special occasions. When I started this cleanse, I had to have dessert after eating and while I had cut out sugary drinks, not long before that, water was the occasional and often absent liquid in my life. I did not know how to portion control, did not know what to eat or how much to eat. I alternated between starving myself and over feeding my body. While I did not prep properly for the juice cleanse, the decision to embark on the arduous journey was the result of a realization over a 4 month period that I needed to do better with my life. While I know that all the issues I had before the cleanse have not magically disappeared, I feel more confident about confronting and dealing with them, after all I just completed a 65 day juice cleanse! The FAQ I have been getting are: Continue reading “My 65 day juice cleanse is officially over!”
So, the plan was to get home last night and continue my lucky streak of blogging every night since I got Moira – that’s what I am naming my computer. However, I decided to go out in the streets and be naughty so that did not happen. However, 2 days ago something did happen. I became something I did not ever think possible but then again since my juice cleanse the impossible has become very possible. I became a die-hard vegan. I was firm in convictions and ready to spread the message of animal love and hate towards the man for encouraging the depletion of our planets resources through the over production of animal flesh for food. My cousin even threw out her baby’s Similac in favour of Soy milk and had a talk with the almost 1-year-old about why mummy had to do it. Hours later, she was still calling to ask me why the world is such a cruel place and that she was having night mares. BUt I digress, let me start from the beginning.
My cousin is my hair dresser. Every couple of weeks, I go to her house so that she can accentuate my already gorgeous features but manipulating my hair. She used to have me bring a movie for us to watch while she did my hair and I would use the opportunity to introduce her to the foreign movie genre. Towards, the end of last year she purchased a Netflix membership and we began watching documentaries every time I would come over. It was while she was doing my hair that I watched Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead prompting me to embark on my own 60 day cleanse. Continue reading “Let’s get Vegucated!”