The Juice Cleanse

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I mean, it’s not buttermilk pancakes doused in syrup but it’ll do.  The thought of fitting into those old jeans from college keep your spirits high.  You think the next few days are going to be a piece of cake.

By about 1:00 pm you’re ready to juice your green lemonade.

You’re hungry enough so you bravely lift the mason jar to your lips and just start chugging.

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sidebar- My juicer is at least 25 years old.  I stole it from my parents because we’re low on funds.  It’s what you get for being a stay and home mom and having a student for a husband.  My sister says her Breville juices to the consistency of water.  My juices were thick.  Like drinking orange juice with high pulp.  Sometimes even chunky.  It was never the taste I had issues with.  It was the chunks.  {Shudder}

Back to my story.

As you gulp this green drink you try to think of happier days… laying out on the beach…  Pre-babies…  Bikinis…  Somehow you find the will power to finish it off.  Five minutes later you think to yourself,  “okay that wasn’t that bad”.  You get mad at yourself for being so dramatic and you vow to toughen up.  You’re full.  Really full.  So full you just want to sit on the couch and take a nice little nap.  But you can’t because you have two kids and they’re always needing something.  You find though that you have plenty of energy.  Sure you’re tired.  But you’re usually tired so you can’t blame the juice.  5:00 hits and you drink your warm peppermint tea.  It’s suprisingly refreshing.  And it makes your whole body warm and you like that.  Around dinner time you leave the house.  You have to because the aroma of dinner makes you want to eat the entire casserole and forget your goals.  So you leave.  And when you come back the smells are gone and the dishes are done and for that you’re happy.

At 7:00 you juice your beet drink.

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You’re so hungry you shove the beet, carrots and celery in the juicer so fast you pray it doesn’t break.  It tastes like dirt.  Dirt you can handle.  The texture though?   You wish you had money for a nicer juicer because the beet drink is kiiillllling you!  But you’re no longer acting like a drama queen so you suck it up and pound the whole thing.  And then it’s over and you’re full again.  As the sun goes down and the kids are in bed you find yourself on the couch wanting to snack.  Popcorn?  Soda?  Treats from the gas station?  It’s hard.  But you’re so motivated at turning over a new leaf that you pretend you’ve already eaten all those yummy things and just sit on the couch.  A little unsatisfied but you’ve been worse.

Around 9:00 you juice your delicious yam/pear/apple juice.

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It is so yummy.  It’s like you’re drinking a smoothie.  And it’s sweet and refreshing and such a nice surprise.  Day one.  Done.

I should write a novel huh?  Haaaa psych! All in all this whole juice cleanse was such a great experience for me.  I actually would put the juice in Savy’s cereal and she had no idea.  I froze some of the green lemonade one and I mix it in my fruit smoothies.

Have you done a juice cleanse?