You should always start with good intentions, and so I attempted just that this morning. I woke up groggy, and started in with a cup of ginger green tea (hmm, I thought, this would taste great with a little honey, which I’ll skip today, ho hum), and bottle #1, Carrot-Almond-Orange-Cinnamon. I don’t know if I was supposed to have the tea with the juice, but I really need something hot in the morning. Husband and kiddo had a doughnut. Chocolate Rainbow. Boo.

The morning included a 100-piece jigsaw puzzle with the kiddo, church and a trip to the fabric store. In between tasks 2 and 3 I cracked open bottle #2 Kale-Cucumber-Apple-Lime. I think I made it until the noon hour before breaking, where I had carrot sticks and about an ounce of leftover grilled chicken, plus a slice of turkey from PCC. So, I’m not really doing great with this juice fast thing. The best I can do is limit the food, and focus on non-processed food.

Took another nap today. 2 naps, 2 days in a row…. It could be the juice to blame, I can’t be sure. I do know that this juice thing has me sleeping more than I have in weeks.

Had some shrimp-mango salad while starting my third bottle, Carrot-Pineapple-Lime. I also had more chicken breast for dinner (future slow cooker post to come), then took my last bottle, Celery-Cucumber-Kale-Spinach-Parlsey-Apple-Lemon-Ginger, upstairs to watch the Emmys. Y’know, for work. So, a weekend of nothing but juice? Fail. Two days with just enough to get by, and zero processed bad stuff? Win.

I was hungry today. Many times I felt the hunger pangs, the grumbling, that weird warm feeling in my belly, like the organs want to churn on something, but nothing’s there. I am not missing the irony that I paid a chunk of cash to do this to myself, to feel this way. There are million of people who don’t have that choice. I am so lucky. If you are reading this, you are probably lucky to. Count your blessings.