Day 3: We decided to keep up with the juicing. I think hubs is going to juice for breakfast and lunch and eat a healthy dinner. I'm just going to keep up with the juicing. Day 3 was easier than Day 2. The headache finally went away. I had more energy and the hunger wasn't terrible. I think I can do this for a while longer! For dinner I made a "soup" with tomatoes, one jalapeno (seeds and ribs removed), 1/4 of an onion, and a handful of cilantro. I tossed in some Tabasco for a little kick. I ate it with a spoon so it would feel more like a gazpacho. I could only eat about 1/4 of the "soup" before I was done with it. It wasn't half bad!
Day 4: I woke up not hungry. As a matter of fact, I didn't drink a juice until lunch :-/ I know that's not good, but I just wasn't hungry enough to bother with the juicer. Now when lunch time came around and I could smell my son's lunch, I went ahead and made my juice. I have discovered that I HATE juiced kale. Blech. I'm also not a fan of juiced carrots. It tastes too "earthy" like dirt. That's what it reminds me of. I do like juiced spinach and romaine. The flavor is very mild. So far, I've lost 7 pounds. I'm going to try running again tonight, but I'll probably go at a slower pace than usual. I don't want what happened on Day 2 to happen again.
A Very TMI Update:
BMs (bowel movements) are interesting when you're on a juice fast. This is one aspect of the fast I had a hard time finding info about. Well, I got my answer today. I'll just say it was unexpected and not like the usual. So, since my stomach was so upset today, I had some rice and miso soup. I haven't had the "issue" again, and I hope I don't get it again!
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Day Two.
It's day Two of the juice fast and I woke up this morning feeling great! I have a confession. I took two Advil PM before I went to bed :) I know that kind of defeats the purpose of a juice fast, but I knew that if I went to bed with the headache I had, I would've never gotten to sleep. So what's worse? Go to bed with a raging headache and toss and turn all night, or take 2 pills, sleep like a log, and wake up refreshed and ready to juice? I read everywhere that the first three to five days of a fast, your body is detoxing from the years of abuse it endured. The results of the detox are headaches, acne, sore muscles, a fogginess in your brain, just a general feeling of ickiness.
I thought I would be STARVING when I woke up, but I wasn't! I felt fine. I didn't feel sluggish and cranky like usual. It was truly fascinating! Yesterday, all I could think about was eating. I wanted to binge on burgers and fries. I wanted a milkshake. Forcing myself to ignore those thoughts was the hardest part of the day. Today, I still have the cravings, but they're not like a lion roaring in my face. Now it's like a chained up dog barking down the road. Does that make sense? Anyhow, I still catch myself almost sneaking a bite of my son's fruit salad or licking pasta sauce off of my fingers. I mentioned it before but it really is amazing how unaware I am of eating.
I'm hoping this fast will re-train my tastebuds so I don't crave grease, fat, sugar, salt, and refined carbs. Crossing my fingers!
UPDATE:
We broke tonight. We were doing so well until about 8pm. I went for a jog tonight (Bad idea when starting a fast). I did my usual 3 miles and was feeling weaker than usual. I could feel it in my muscles that they were weaker. When I got home, the room was spinning. I felt so faint and dizzy. I HAD to eat something. I knew that I pushed myself too hard. I asked my hubs how he was feeling and he felt the same way. He's a big guy. Very tall and I think the drastic caloric reduction was too much for him too. So we ate some spinach salad, some green beans, and yaki soba noodles.
Now hubs says he feels sick and he wishes he hadn't eaten. I feel very very full. I still feel weak. I'm not sure how/if we're going to continue the fast. Ughhh.... super disappointed with ourselves! Tomorrow's another day and I guess we'll talk more seriously about our plans then.
I thought I would be STARVING when I woke up, but I wasn't! I felt fine. I didn't feel sluggish and cranky like usual. It was truly fascinating! Yesterday, all I could think about was eating. I wanted to binge on burgers and fries. I wanted a milkshake. Forcing myself to ignore those thoughts was the hardest part of the day. Today, I still have the cravings, but they're not like a lion roaring in my face. Now it's like a chained up dog barking down the road. Does that make sense? Anyhow, I still catch myself almost sneaking a bite of my son's fruit salad or licking pasta sauce off of my fingers. I mentioned it before but it really is amazing how unaware I am of eating.
I'm hoping this fast will re-train my tastebuds so I don't crave grease, fat, sugar, salt, and refined carbs. Crossing my fingers!
UPDATE:
We broke tonight. We were doing so well until about 8pm. I went for a jog tonight (Bad idea when starting a fast). I did my usual 3 miles and was feeling weaker than usual. I could feel it in my muscles that they were weaker. When I got home, the room was spinning. I felt so faint and dizzy. I HAD to eat something. I knew that I pushed myself too hard. I asked my hubs how he was feeling and he felt the same way. He's a big guy. Very tall and I think the drastic caloric reduction was too much for him too. So we ate some spinach salad, some green beans, and yaki soba noodles.
Now hubs says he feels sick and he wishes he hadn't eaten. I feel very very full. I still feel weak. I'm not sure how/if we're going to continue the fast. Ughhh.... super disappointed with ourselves! Tomorrow's another day and I guess we'll talk more seriously about our plans then.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Day One
My husband's friend suggested he watch "Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead". A documentary about a man named Joe Cross who did a juice fast for 60 days in order to cure himself of his autoimmune disorder and just feel better. Well, hubs and I watched the documnetary and saw the people that were fasting were really no different from us. We aren't morbidly obese, nor do we suffer from diseases, but who couldn't stand to get healthy? So we filled our fridge with organic fruits and veggies, shined up our juicer, and prayed for willpower.
We started our first day with a green juice filled with kale, spinach, green apples, celery, and ginger root. YUCK! I mean, don't get me wrong... we could drink it, but I would've MUCH rather had a Croissanwich from Burger King. And that's the problem right there. (Fragment sentence, I know... get over it :P ) For "lunch" we had a sweeter juice. I was hoping that if the next juice was palatable, this wouldn't be such a daunting venture. "Lunch" juice included a grapefruit, pineapples, carrots, green apples, a cucumber, celery, and grapes. Much better flavor but I'm not a big fan of grapefruit. So the verdict is.... "meh". Our third juice of the day was another greenie. I threw in some grapes for good measure. At this point, the smell of ground kale was making me nauseous. I'm not one of those people that turns their nose up to food. I'll eat kale... I love kale, but something about the juice just makes me shudder.
Everywhere I've read says the first few days are the toughest. They were not kidding. I'm cranky, I want to eat something greasy and bad for you, but I'm trying to show I have willpower to control what I put in my mouth. Speaking of controlling what I put in my mouth: I don't know how many times I almost just popped a grape in my mouth, or stole one of my son's graham crackers from his plate. It is like I'm not even aware I'm doing it!
Also, the juices do keep us satisfied... well, not as much as a Big Mac would, but after I've had a juice, I'm not hungry. I stay satiated for a few hours too. It's really odd. I figured I would be ravenous all day, and I haven't been (as long as I'm busy and not thinking about food). Now if an Olive Garden commercial comes on, or if I smell my son's spaghetti dinner, that's another story. We all went for a walk after our juice and we could smell someone's grill. Oh it was heavenly! Hubs and I even discussed breaking the fast and just getting a burger. Or maybe we could just juice 2 meals a day, then eat a sensible dinner. I think we both knew that wouldn't work with us. We pushed through the temptation to quit and we'll juice again tomorrow (I hope).
Oh, and we do NOT plan to go 60 days on the fast. I can't handle that kind of pressure! My thinking is we will go one day at a time. If we make it to 60 days, then AWESOME! If not, no big deal. If tomorrow morning we both throw in the towel, then oh well. Hey, at least we went one whole day! The point is that even trying is half the battle. That's pretty awesome. So I sit with my herbal tea, dreaming of medium steaks and baked potatoes, and I hope we are able to continue our journey into juicing.
We started our first day with a green juice filled with kale, spinach, green apples, celery, and ginger root. YUCK! I mean, don't get me wrong... we could drink it, but I would've MUCH rather had a Croissanwich from Burger King. And that's the problem right there. (Fragment sentence, I know... get over it :P ) For "lunch" we had a sweeter juice. I was hoping that if the next juice was palatable, this wouldn't be such a daunting venture. "Lunch" juice included a grapefruit, pineapples, carrots, green apples, a cucumber, celery, and grapes. Much better flavor but I'm not a big fan of grapefruit. So the verdict is.... "meh". Our third juice of the day was another greenie. I threw in some grapes for good measure. At this point, the smell of ground kale was making me nauseous. I'm not one of those people that turns their nose up to food. I'll eat kale... I love kale, but something about the juice just makes me shudder.
Everywhere I've read says the first few days are the toughest. They were not kidding. I'm cranky, I want to eat something greasy and bad for you, but I'm trying to show I have willpower to control what I put in my mouth. Speaking of controlling what I put in my mouth: I don't know how many times I almost just popped a grape in my mouth, or stole one of my son's graham crackers from his plate. It is like I'm not even aware I'm doing it!
Also, the juices do keep us satisfied... well, not as much as a Big Mac would, but after I've had a juice, I'm not hungry. I stay satiated for a few hours too. It's really odd. I figured I would be ravenous all day, and I haven't been (as long as I'm busy and not thinking about food). Now if an Olive Garden commercial comes on, or if I smell my son's spaghetti dinner, that's another story. We all went for a walk after our juice and we could smell someone's grill. Oh it was heavenly! Hubs and I even discussed breaking the fast and just getting a burger. Or maybe we could just juice 2 meals a day, then eat a sensible dinner. I think we both knew that wouldn't work with us. We pushed through the temptation to quit and we'll juice again tomorrow (I hope).
Oh, and we do NOT plan to go 60 days on the fast. I can't handle that kind of pressure! My thinking is we will go one day at a time. If we make it to 60 days, then AWESOME! If not, no big deal. If tomorrow morning we both throw in the towel, then oh well. Hey, at least we went one whole day! The point is that even trying is half the battle. That's pretty awesome. So I sit with my herbal tea, dreaming of medium steaks and baked potatoes, and I hope we are able to continue our journey into juicing.
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