I described day 1 as “not torturous.” And it wasn’t, at all. I love all the juices; they’re quite delicious. There is pineapple and mint, beet with apple and carrot, and my favorite, cashew milk.
Day 2 has started out really well. However, unlike yesterday, I worked out this morning–I did a Soul Cycle class. Typically, I’m ravenous after these 45-minute uber-spin classes. But I was quickly reminded that no oatmeal was in my future. Even though I felt slightly hungry, eating wasn’t part of my reality, so I quelled my hunger with a cup of green tea (herbal caffeine relief).
I got to work and waited another 45 minutes before drinking my juice. I wanted to push as late as possible to set the time for all my future juices. I made it to 9:20 am and finally drank the green juice. And by the way, the green juice had gone from from ‘pretty good’ to ‘absolutely delicious’! Today it actually served a purpose beyond filling my stomach–it was satisfying hunger. I was disappointed when it was over. So I kept the bottle on my desk.
I felt hungry today. Perhaps the novelty has worn off. Perhaps it was because of my workout. Who knows? But I found myself hungry and a little disappointed that I wasn’t able to eat.
Not only that, I couldn’t chew any gum or have a coffee–all my tricks to stave off hunger were unusable. So I just had to deal. For any of you who have had a craving or wanted to eat and couldn’t for some reason, you know that this can be a little uncomfortable.
Still, I made a commitment to myself and I was going to fulfill on it. I waited. No one ever died between lunch and dinner. In the meantime, co-workers occasionally asked how I was feeling (fine), if I was hungry (yes, but I’ll be okay), whether the juices were good (delicious), what was in the juice (not much, but the good stuff)…all the same questions I had before I embarked on the juice journey.
Dinner, again, was a blended cashew milk and tonight, was a more welcome meal than I’ve ever experienced. I should mention that I cancelled plans to meet a friend for coffee because I was too hungry and didn’t want to wait an additional two hours to drink my final juices.
Day 3, the final day of my cleanse is here. Again, I worked out (cardio kickboxing). Again, I felt hungry and dare I say, slightly more so in between juices. Maybe I was just losing patience because it was my final day.
What I’m finding more interesting though, is how tied my body is to the time of day and what it means relative to my meals and food. It’s no surprise that food is, well, an addiction on many levels for me and many people I know.
We are constantly obsessing about how much we ate, what we ate, and when we’ll eat again. Our days are planned around mealtimes. My eating rituals are sacred. I like my schedule and this cleanse has thrown my schedule out the window. So yes, the 12-to-1 p.m. hour hasn’t been as exciting because there’s nothing for me to ponder–lunch just isn’t an option.
But, again, this is the main reason I did this cleanse–just to see if I could do it. Yes, I feel physically good and yes, I likely dropped a couple pounds. But mostly, could I go three days without eating, chewing, and savoring solid food?
The answer? Yes-ish
I broke down on two permitted fronts (the Cleanse allows these):
1) I had green tea with caffeine
2) I had slices of cucumber (today only) at lunch
And one un-permitted front: I had almond milk in my tea (go ahead, judge).
However, I still feel like this has been very successful. I’m proud of myself for accomplishing the three days. I definitely have willpower and commitment to my health. Lord knows everyone thought I was crazy to continue to exercise while only taking in the 1,100 calories of the Cleanse. But I am also tied to my workouts. I love them; skipping them was not an option.
Would I do this again? Yes, definitely. It is doable. Yes, it’s different and yes, it’s an adjustment, but I felt good inside and out. I even made a pact with a co-worker to start another 3-day cleanse soon (she started a day after me). The cleanse was like most things that result in anxiety because you spend too much time thinking about it–not nearly as scary as it seems.