Juicing

Since I’m putting myself through hell and couldn’t find much on the Cooler Cleanse in terms of reviews, you’re getting my experience here:

First Day

9:30am: Get my box of juice for NYC. Yayy!!! Can’t wait to try this!

10:00am: Okay, green one. Let’s go!…..*sip*… okay…. *sip*…. ugh! This is NOT like Odwalla. I can TASTE the parsley. Not the breakfast I’m looking forward to. 

10:30am: Almost done… sip… gag… sip….

12:00pm: Oh gawd, stuck in a meeting and my boss can HEAR my stomach growl. Can’t wait to grab the grapefruit mint. 

12:30pm: Yup, grapefruit mint is decent. 

1:30pm: Co-worker says I look like shit.

3:30pm: Another green one. Honestly… can’t do it. Almost toss my juice-cookies all over my desk. Hide it in the back of the fridge.

5:00pm: Grab a coconut water. Okay… I can do this. I can do this. Sip slowly. (It’s not as bad as the green.)

6:00pm: Get home. Fiance threatens to forcefeed me. I proceed to spill beet juice all over our white couch. Staring at the menu for the raw food place around the corner. A salad wouldn’t be too bad, would it? Oh wait, the beet juice kicked in… I will go on.

8:00pm: Almond milk and date juice. it’s like a weird smoothie. Too tired to even finish time. Early to bed!

Day Two:

8am: I feel good. I had some weird dreams but they almost felt like they were thoughts I just had to think and they would disappear. Super weird. Is that the juice talking?

8:30am: okay green stuff.. I’m going to do this. Chugg… 1/2 a bottle down… wow, can’t do the 2nd half. THANK GOD I have half a bottle of almond juice from the night before in the fridge. Screw this number system. 

11am: Watermelon juice, yum!!!

12pm: Coffee break with one of my bridesmaid who thinks I should eat. Naw… beet/carrot juice can hold me over.  (Avoiding the green stuff that should have been lunch)

3:30pm: okay, I’m feeling a bit hungry. That massive mint green tea isn’t keeping me awake either. Time for some Spicy Lemonade…

6:00pm: I’m found blending honey and lemon in to the green. still not horrible but only get 3/4 of the bottle down before giving up. Still gross.

Day Three

9:00am: Dammit! I’m drinking the green juice plain! Half a bottle down, only dry heave once.

12:30pm: Co-workers order pizza. I’m staring at the crust like it’s Jesus…. oh, breathe, sip water, relax. 

4:00pm: 1 juice left. I’m skipping the last green juice. And planning to make a more-veggie-broth-than-veggies soup tonight. Don’t want to get sick at the BBQ tomorrow night.

Overall, I’m just surprised I made it through. I love food. I got a chance to really listen to my body. *growl* “oh, it’s time to eat.” or *sleepy* “whoops, need to get something in my stomach.” I still can’t wait to eat bread though!!!