Breaking the second juice fast, Day 3.

Well, I made it two and a half days before I was absolutely craving a salad. The need to chew overpowered me. And I figured it would be wise to break the fast before I started craving something really bad, like cheesecake or a hamburger (I don’t even like burgers, that wasn’t really a danger). So I had a Heavenly Salad with smoked salmon from The Juicy Cafe. It was delicious. If you work in downtown Seattle, you should check out this place – they also make wonderful juice, and I’m sure their smoothies are also quite delicious.

Anyway, now that I’m done with the fast, I’m committed to once again eating healthy. I get lazy and reclusive on occasion and make things like shirataki noodles with lots of cheese and random vegetables, which I guess is fine, but eating that much cheese wreaks havoc on my skin and is, frankly, not all that great for me. I haven’t been eating enough protein and my non-veggie carbs are a little high. I recently discovered Kamut Puffs – 50 calories per cup! – and, while better than most other snack foods, going through a bag a day is not great. Calorie counting only works if you’re also monitoring your macronutrients, and I do better with a higher protein diet.

The problem I discovered with the fast yesterday was that I didn’t have the energy to work out, and I’ve grown attached to my gym time lately. Working out makes me feel good, and I was a little bummed yesterday when I couldn’t. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with doing a juice fast every other day, or once or twice a week, and I may do that, but it’s too difficult to maintain for more than a day or two.

Lesson learned! I’m resolved to take better care of myself and monitor my macronutrients more carefully. If I get tired of the food I’m eating again, or my eating habits get out of control, I can always do a one- or two-day reset with the juice – but next time, definitely over a weekend. Weekends are soooo much easier.


My second attempt at a juice fast, Day 2.

No. Energy.

I just stared at the screen for about ten seconds after I wrote that because I couldn’t remember what I was doing. Guess my concentration and attention span are also suffering today.

All this may be due to the fact that I got up at 4:45 this morning instead of the standard 6:30, or it may be due to the lack of solid food. I keep seeing/smelling solid food and wanting to chomp on it.

I didn’t have this problem last time I fasted, I realized, because the first two days of that fast were done on a weekend. I remember day 3 being fine. Fortunately, no one has brought in a pie today (it’s pi day… get it? Yeah, I work with actuaries), but there are cookies lurking and I glimpsed a lone muffin in the breakroom.

Sigh. Hopefully tomorrow will be easier.

My second attempt at a juice fast, Day 1.

The last juice fast lasted until the evening of Day 6, at which point I decided I’d earned real food. Of course, then it got snowy in Seattle and I foolishly decided to gorge on cookies. Uh, note to self: gorging on cookies? Always a bad idea.

Anyway, it’s March now. I’ve been eating mostly good stuff for the past few months (after the snow-related cookie binge), and just got back from a week-long trip to New York, my new favorite city. Of course, I didn’t eat perfectly while I was in Manhattan, but I did happen to do a lot of walking, so I’m sure it all balanced out (that’s how that works, right?). I finally got back to the gym once my apartment management finished renovating it – I think the lack of gym really helped to derail my fitness efforts for the past few months. However, I’m getting frustrated that it’s taking so long to fit into my clothes properly.

The juice fast really was working before I abandoned it completely in favor of the deliciously unhealthy things that came out of the oven. My “fat pants” (not many people would consider size 4 jeans “fat pants,” but whatever, it is what it is) were getting loose again on day 6. My face was thinner. I felt more energetic. I think the danger lies in the weekend; I like to be a lazy bum on the weekends, but I also get bored, and boredom often leads to TV, which often leads to snacking. I think I’ll be okay now, since I’m working out again, so I’ll have something to keep me occupied. I’ve noticed that working out every day also really helps to keep me disciplined about my diet and even about work.

Now, to help keep me motivated, here are the Reasons I’m Doing This:

  • I want to be healthy, of course.
  • I am in the midst of trying to decide whether I want to live in San Francisco or New York. I want to be in fantastic shape when I ultimately move to one of those cities (right now I’m leaning more toward San Francisco, but the pendulum just keeps swinging).
  • I want to fit into the majority of my wardrobe staples so I don’t have to keep wearing the same outfits. Wearing the same outfits all the time is annoying. I also can’t afford to buy a whole new wardrobe again.
  • I want to try out for The Voice (by video submission, because I don’t live near any of their audition cities), and I want to look my best in the video. My best is about 15 lbs lighter. I think the video is due by mid-April.
  • I want to start my 27th year off right – healthy and happy. I’m mostly healthy now, but I’m not as happy as I was when I was lighter. I know it’s not all about weight, but it is all about being happy with the way I look, and I’m not really feeling that way right now.
  • I know I can do this. I love the feeling of accomplishing a goal that isn’t necessarily the easiest to accomplish, and I need to feel that way again – this is something I feel I need to do for myself.

My goal end date is 3/23, which is next Friday. My mom flies in that day and I’ll be celebrating my birthday that weekend (although it is the following Wednesday). I may pick it back up during my birthday week, depending how far I get with it during the first round.

Or maybe I’ll fast for a few days, have one day of food, then go back to fasting. That might be easier/more practical. I’ll keep it somewhat flexible so I don’t get down on myself if I don’t make it the full 10 days… I think that’s better.

I also think this would be easier to do in New York. There were juice bars all over the place… it was fantastic. I can only think of two juice bars in downtown Seattle, one at the Convention Center and one in the Market. Just one of many reasons why New York is awesome.

Juice fasting, Day 4.

I realized last night as I was trying to get to sleep that I hadn’t written my blog entry for the day – guess I’m out of practice after months of no entries!

My Tuesday, otherwise known as day 4 of the juice fast, was another success, although I did have some tummy growling in the afternoon. I think that was because I didn’t drink enough water during the day (it was a busy one at work). I don’t know how much longer I will be able to continue this fast – not because of hunger (I mostly don’t feel hungry at all), but because I’m going through a ridiculous amount of produce! I will weigh myself on Saturday (kinda nervous) and reevaluate.

I think it’s working, though. My face looks thinner and clothes are kind of starting to fit better. I know it’s going to take a lot more work to get back to where I was, especially since I haven’t been working out as much as I’d like (the gym in my apartment building has been out of commission since November, which makes it a lot easier to avoid exercise).  The small improvements I’ve been seeing should continue. I think the key to keeping me motivated will be to start weighing myself again, though, since I can tell it will be awhile before I get back to a range that will allow me to wear all my smaller clothes again, and I need something to keep me going. I will follow through this time… I swear I will. I’m being so good this week.

Juice fasting, day 3.

I’m still at work, waiting for a report to run (I’ve been waiting for it all day and am mildly frustrated, but that’s neither here nor there), so I thought I’d blog about today’s juice fasting adventure. Although, lack of adventure is really more like it.

I’ve had a little more juice today than I did yesterday – finished up that carrot juice (there were other things in it, too, but it looked rather orange). Have I ever mentioned that I don’t like carrots? As in, they prompt a serious gag reflex. I’m convinced I’m allergic. No one believes me. Anyway, I finished up the carrot-like juice, which was a relief because, while it tasted fine, I was still disturbed by the fact that I was drinking carrot juice. The beet juice I made was pretty good, but the green lemonade was probably my favorite. Overall, I think I’ve had the most positive experiences with green juices.

I feel pretty normal, actually – I was expecting to feel hungrier during this little experiment. At work today, I didn’t feel as though I was wandering through my day in a fog, or forgetting words (this happens when I’m tired or hungry, usually). I feel strangely relaxed, though not overly energetic. I also really enjoy that I don’t feel bloated like I usually do after I eat. My waist is down almost an inch since Saturday. The way this is going, I think I can continue through at least the end of the week and be just fine.

The downside is that I’m quickly running out of fruits and veggies to juice! I think I’ll have to stop by the expensive downtown supermarket on my way home today, because it’s getting late and Pike Place will be closed by the time I leave. Meh, oh well. I only spent $30 at Uwajimaya this weekend. Produce is cheap, man.

Juice fasting, day 2.

Day 2. What should I say about day 2? I slept until 1:30 in the afternoon, which I would consider odd, except for the fact that I hadn’t gotten sufficient sleep on Saturday due to the fact that the construction crew decided 9 a.m. was the appropriate time to begin their insipid hammering on my deck. 9 a.m. would not have been very early, except that I got home shortly after 1 a.m. that very same morning.

I was out of coffee (I am not giving up coffee on this fast, in case you were wondering), so I had some tea and a glass of juice and hiked up to the Peet’s on Broadway to get more beans. Not surprisingly, the lack of food seems to be taking its toll on my energy levels, but I still made it up the hill in one piece. I actually think the exercise helped today. I haven’t felt hungry all day. I’ve had four 8-ounce glasses of varying kinds of juice today. I think. I pretty much just made it when I was hungry and didn’t keep track.

Another thing I’m doing with this fast: eating miso soup. I have it, and I think I read somewhere that vegetable broth was okay, so I’m really only varying that slightly. I find that I miss the routine of dinner and it makes for a nice warm savory treat. Plus, miso soup is good for you. I think. I remember hearing that somewhere.

I’m dreading work tomorrow, because I just know it will be another busy day and I don’t feel like I got a full weekend (especially after having to work on Saturday). I am, however, looking forward to my second Italian class on Wednesday. Did I mention I’m taking Italian? Not for any particular reason, just for fun and to keep me entertained. I love languages.

The fast continues tomorrow. I’ve already made my juices for the day. I think I’m going to try to continue it through the end of the week – if I do, I’m going to weigh myself on Saturday, and depending what the results are, I may continue for another week. We shall see.