The juice has taught me…

That I love food. All foods. Cheese. And pasta. And apples. And ice cream. And pretzels. Mexican food and Chinese food and Italian food. And yogurt. And smoothies made with substance. And peanut butter. OH, and popcorn.
I’m not sure what I was hoping to accomplish with this. I did want to lose some weight, bust below the 130 mark on the scale and I did that. I was hoping for some of the “benefits” of the cleanse – feeling well rested, less bitchy, and dizziness. But I suppose you can’t have toddlers AND all of those things.
Actually, the cleanse wasn’t terrible. It really wasn’t as bad as I thought. I did have a kind of constant headache. And I mean constant. I did kill it with some extreme, post c-section/dental surgery¬†Ibuprofen, I wonder if that kills the cleanse. Anyway, I didn’t loathe the juices and I never really felt hungry. Which was weird. You’d think I’d be hungry but I wasn’t. I do confess, I did lie to Courtney that there was no popcorn in the house. There are 3 jars. I can do a lot of things, I don’t think I can resist popcorn. I’m only human.
What was so very interesting to me though was the not stealing of the kids uneaten food. I didn’t eat someone’s noodles. I didn’t eat their mac and cheese. I didn’t eat the left over pizza. I opened bags of pretzels and I didn’t take any. I cut pears and didn’t take a slice. I don’t know why I can’t do that the rest of the time. Why on a normal day I “have” to have a HUGE spoon of their florescent orange mac & cheese. When I open the bag of snacks, there’s no reason to have that handful of crap. How many extra calories a day do I consume with that one handful? That one spoonful? If I didn’t do that on a regular basis, would I stay below the 130 mark?
I’m not sure that I’ll be able to resist forever but hopefully I can eat less in the future. I’m sure that I’ll forget all this in the future and a year from now I’ll be all, “A cleanse! DO IT!!!” I’ve already promised my friends that they’d slap me in the head if I mention the word “cleanse” again. Because while I think it wasn’t so terrible, I really, really like food.

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