(Enter harp songs and glitter...) The morning dawns...the air is fresh and warm...there's sweet pitter patter of four legged hairballs...and then there's THIS:
Lately, I've been waking up and beginning my day with a sweet and savory blend of spinach, carrots, and apples. And, actually, it's kind of good.
After watching the documentary "Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead" I decided I was interested in this idea of juicing. So, out of sheer curiosity, I splurged on a $300 juicer...little had I known that the earlier models of this particular juicer are exactly the same--just 200 dollars cheaper. If only my curious little self had known, then my bank account wouldn't be so dead. But I digress...back to the OMEGA 8006 JUICER (said in a rumbling Zeus like echo-y type voice)
I've found a few juice blogs and several juice recipes and starting on Friday, I will try a 3 day "juice cleanse". Don't get me wrong: I'm the FIRST to smirk and sneer at fad diets and "cleanse" diets...but I must say: I have changed NOTHING in my diet recently--except for adding in a juice cocktail for breakfast and in the last three days I've somehow lost 4 lbs. Water weight? I don't think so, because I've changed NOTHING. I eat the same thing every day--it's quite pathetic and pitiful--but again, I digress!!! I don't get how this is working--but my curious little mind will figure it out. Muscle weight? That's what I'm thinking...so, it'll also be interesting to see how marathon training and weight training is effected by adding vegetable/fruit juice into the daily dietary mix.
I can say one thing for sure, this afternoon I broke out of the "regular daily Mrah meals" and ate subway for lunch. First of all, I feel sick. Like, barfy sick. I had a flat bread tuna sandwich with lettuce, tomato, pepper jack cheese, cucumbers, and a tiny bit of hot sauce. I want to die. I'm ready to blame it on the obscene amount of mayonnaise in the tuna but just thinking about it makes me sick. I won't be thanking Jared any time soon for putting 5 dollar foot long songs into my head.
So that's where curiosity has led me. By the time Monday rears it's ugly head, I'll probably be on the news for burning my own house down from lack self control and food cravings. But that's ok because even though curiosity may leave me moody and boyfriendless...my cats will still awaken me to their sweet pitter patter probably on my face.