It’s funny. My yoga teacher actually had us try this the other day. I failed miserably, of course (that’s some serious shiz). But I tried. Counts for something, right? Here’s to Monday. To giving the week all you’ve got and to remembering that the best things in life don’t come easily. Happy day to you.
Part two… the happy part. I really, truly do feel like I’ve pressed the reset button on my attitude toward food and on my overall health. It was tough, yes… but it was (almost) totally worth it. I needed that. Winter months mean comfort food and holiday booze, and the theme seems to have trickled into Spring.
So it’s been five mornings since the cleanse ended. Thursday morning I woke up feeling energized and almost hesitant to jump back into my normal non-juice detox patterns. Maybe it was in my head, but I felt healthy inside and out. The day continued with energy and feeling good overall. It didn’t hurt that the Fundraiser I attended at lunch served friend chicken and jambalaya. The good fortune continues today. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t also gotten an insane amount of sleep over the last few days, had a good run, practiced yoga, hung out in the SU library, and overall been extremely kind to my body, but I’d like to think it started with last week’s cleanse.
So, my post-detox recommitment to health includes:
- Making healthy choices when eating out. Have you been here? Currently obsessed with the All Hail Kale salad.
- Limiting the wine and cocktails – this will get tough when the sun is out and I can’t hide behind my studies.
- Running (I think we took a “break” this winter) – mentally preparing myself for ladies weekend in Santa Barbara!
- Yoga – oh Bridget, you changed my life with that one. It all comes back to QT before class in the studio and complimentary Kiehl’s lotion back in January.
- Time with friends (juice has nothing to do with this one, but I am almost done with all-consuming grad school and can’t wait to get fun again)
I had my last meal for three days on Sunday night, and this morning’s eggs and baked beans have never tasted so goo. I have so many thoughts on juicing; so many in fact, that I thought I’d break up my posts into a couple reflections.
I went into this with a pretty open mind and a little too much confidence. I was convinced it couldn’t be that that hard to do an all juice detox. After all, the company we were using provided four fresh bottles of 16 oz of juice per day. That’s a lot of juice! What I never imagined, was just how much I love to eat. I always knew I liked food, but it wasn’t until I no longer had the choice of partaking in the act of eating, that I realized just how integral it is to my life. I eat every 90 minutes or so when I’m awake. No joke. There are a lot of 90 minutes in 72 hours.
So it was challenging. As ironic and silly as it sounds, after paying a premium to drink juice for three days, I got the closest I ever have to understanding what starving people experience. I know – ridiculous. Nonetheless, it was a lesson. I was permanently cold, cranky and drained. My patience was limited and the world just seemed kind of dismal. So I’d say the downfalls of the cleanse seemed to outweigh the benefits, while I was on the cleanse. The positives: some of the juices were delicious (I’ll list a few combos below), any bloat diminishes, and oddly enough – each morning I woke up incredibly energized. It was really around 2pm that I started to lose it.
More to come… (hint – today was GREAT and it wasn’t just because I had Ezell’s for lunch)
A few of the Strawberry Moon Juice flavors I loved:
It’s official. I’m freezing my gym membership. I’ve been trying to force myself back into a 6am sculpt class for the last two weeks, and I just can’t do it. I love my yoga. And I love it any time of day. A warm room in a nice atmosphere, napping on my mat until class starts, instructors to guide and music to enjoy, and a boutique of cute and comfortable clothes to welcome me every time I go. As my co-worker would put it, I’m definitely drinking the kool-aid.
And so, the next step is clearly to have something to wear seven days a week, should I decide to go seven days a week. It’s just too sweaty to recycle, and I’m just too busy to do laundry.
While I’m quite confident I will never practice yoga in a sports bra, I do love these orange leggings. Will they make me do this?
(and yes, Teeny – that’s my yogi doppleganger again! I don’t know where she keeps coming from! If only I could like half as good upside down, or could go upside down)
Can I rock the wide leg yoga pants? And still actually be able to pull my leg through to crescent lunge? Because let’s be clear, whatever she’s doing, I’m not doing for a long, long time.
*correct, I do not actually know the “real” names of any of the poses I do, and I’m okay with that.
Long leggings in a 100 degree room. Wise? Obviously I just like the super-high, super-thick waistband on these.
And she just looks so peaceful. It’s gotta be the outfit.