Let’s talk about this new juicing trend. Yes, I watched Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead. I am a member of Join the Reboot. I own a juicer. All of these things happened months ago, nearly a year. Guess what? I never tried the cleanse until yesterday.
My sister and I broke out my never used juicer and got to slicing, dicing and juicing. We got new bottles to hold a day’s worth of juice. We were all prepared.
We prepped for the whole day the night before. We were feeling great!
I woke yesterday feeling amazing. I was ready to begin my new life as a cleansed person. I knew it would be a tough three days, but I felt I could do it. (Who needs the one week of preparing your body? Not this girl) The breakfast juice was pretty good. I could do this.
The midmorning juice was tolerable. Still in this.
Then I got very comfortable and took a nap. Seems irrelevant, but when I awoke my sister told me she got half way through her lunch juice and couldn’t take it. I tried the mid afternoon juice and it was the most disgusting thing I’ve ever consumed. I gave the dinner juice a shot and it was not terrible, but not delicious. Not even close. I ashamed to say it but…
We went to Chipotle.
Then we decided that the combined $120 we spent on produce could not go to waste. We bought a stockpot and cooked up a modified version of the cleanse. I’m basically going vegan and I’m fairly certain she’s just going to do whatever the hell she wants.
Ok, I shouldn’t be so hard on her. She did make us our breakfast juices today.
It tastes pretty ok. The only thing I can’t say I love is the (for lack of a better term) gaminess of the produce. It tastes how that department in the grocery store smells and I’m not a fan. I’m considering stevia as a possible resolution.
Lunch today is a meat and dairy free salad. A big one. A delicious one. Dinner is perhaps going to be soup made from our excessive amount of produce.
I am a fledgling adult. I know this. At 23, I have no expectations for myself than to do my best to be open to learning. Being ambitious is a part of it. I know that some of you are in the same boat and some of you (bravo!) are ahead of me. I’m seriously jealous of you. I posted before about doing some Marathon Cooking, and I was pretty darn ambitious. Then I got sidetracked, and then I got sick. Life happens, I know, but I still got pretty down because not only did I want to share the experience but I wanted to know I could do it.
So, like I mentioned here, I got to shopping. Problem is that I can’t find tomatillos. Que lastima. Also, for some ungodly reason, the second I walk into a grocery store I completely forget I need potatoes. WHY? Despite my difficulties in having a memory or specialty produce selection, I did a little baby half marathon cooking. One afternoon of cooking got me 3 meals. I’d say pretty good meals too. I went ahead and my the Andouille Sausage/Pinto Bean Stew and the Baked Penne with Chicken and Sun-Dried Tomatoes. The stew was delicious. So delicious in fact that I don’t have a picture because I was preoccupied cooking and it’s all gone now. The Penne was awesome (I used an insane amount of mushrooms in it-heaven) and the recipe is specifically written so you cook one and freeze one for later. Love it.
So despite my Sunday falling short of the epic proportions (portion pun intended), I still consider it a success. We are still eating and I still get to go home and relax over a bowl of penne.
For the last 8 days I’ve been battling a terrible enemy. Ok…maybe I’m a big baby. I don’t take sickness well because I am never sick so I don’t know how to deal. However, being forced to sound like an octogenarian chain smoker AND a receptionist is kind of frustrating. I had to learn to deal. I know, you guys, my life is rough.
My dealings have mainly surrounded this baby beaut.
Yeah, little tiny teapot. Oh, how I love it. That’s two cups of piping hot tea to smooth out the gravel sound coming from my mouth. As you can see there is a little strainer that sits in the water to steep the tea, and I also add a lemon wedge to it. Pour it over some honey and it really does the trick. I almost sound normal.
Knock off Dayquil and cough drops (thank the world for cough drops) have really tamped out the rest of the symptoms. I do know that I couldn’t have have made it to work without my delicious, reviving tea.
Do you have a customary hot beverage that heals you (body or soul)?
A few years ago my boyfriend told me his list of “Feel Better Tools.” They are as such:
- Take a shower
- Go to the bathroom. Ahem.
- Take a nap
I guess he and his friend came up with this list in one of their deeper conversations as teenagers. When he told me this list as if he was handing me a bag of gold, I realized that the list is spot on. I never quite understood why but a good hot shower has relieved many a malady in my life. The whole subject came to mind today because I’ve become progressively more ill as the day has gone on. I woke up with a sore throat and hoarseness. It was nearly unbearable, but I just went on vacation and I can not afford to miss work if I can stand up straight.
When I got to work, my boss asked me if I was going to yoga tonight and I replied, “No, I’ve taken ill.” Ok, perhaps I wasn’t that dramatic, but the “Oh no, I must take care of you” look popped into her eyes and in mere minutes she was back with tea, cough drops, and cold medicine from the supply closet. What an angel. Seriously best boss I’ve ever had. She told me not to worry, if I needed to go home that would be fine. I, however, carried on despite my illness.
At first, the cold medicine did nothing. Then I had a cough drop. Those things slapped my sore throat in the face. I went through the 3 I had pretty quickly and realized that I needed to keep ingesting them if I wanted their continued benefits. Uh oh. So I got some tea steeping in my baby teapot.
The heat really soothes, but I don’t drink it fast enough to finish it while it’s hot. At this point I feel miserable. I can’t take anymore medicine until at least 8pm and I’m dying over here. So I’m going to take a stab at some other feel better tools.
- Eat. (unless nauseous, eating can be quite beneficial)
- Comfy clothes (just because)
- Maybe more tea.
I got this devil illness from my boyfriend (who gets sick on vacation?!?!) and I know he had a fever, but thank goodness I don’t! I get sick maybe once a year and I’m a total baby about it. Hence my quest for “Feel Better Tools.”
How are you feeling? Do you have any Feel Better Tools? Tell me!
Look what I have…
Beans soaked overnight, and the cooking shall commence soon!
In other news, there have been some illness symptoms floating around my house. I’m going to try fighting them off during work today with my lovely baby teapot.