I took the dogs out for a last potty before bed last night and discovered my neighbor was outside having a smoke. She is my first “friend” in our new neighborhood, we’ve had a few conversations and seem to have a bit in common, plus I don’t have many girl friends. I don’t know what it is but girls tend to be a bit more… drama then men. I have two very close friends from high school who are female but that’s about it. Anyway, we got to chatting and all of a sudden I blurt out “we’ve been juicing and I feel great!” Then I laughed and said “oh I’m such a dork.” I started telling her about the juicing, how great I feel and that I got the idea from the movie Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead. She, to my surprise, had actually heard of it. I also encouraged her to watch the free viewing of Hungry for Change. It was strange though, I mean she and I don’t really know each other well. She has told me a bit about her divorce and some personal stuff, but I’ve only lived next to her since November. There I was standing in the rain, in my pink slippers, chatting about how great juicing made me feel. It’s a bit unlike me actually, I’m not a get in your face type of person. If you see something and ask then I’ll tell you generally, but just blurting stuff out to someone who is pretty much a stranger, is just not my style, but there I was.
Wednesday night Hubby made some organic locally grown hamburger with some brown rice and topped it with some Bragg’s amino acids, and some fresh veggies, including some home-grown sprouts. I really thought I wanted it, it was the first time I ate meat a while. It didn’t leave me feeling the way I thought I would. I didn’t feel bad, but I certainly didn’t feel the way I do normally, well my normal now that is. I found myself going back to the kitchen to top my bowl off with more fresh sprouts, what is going on with me!?
Yesterday we ran out of produce, so I juiced everything we had in the morning and shared it with Hubby. It wasn’t enough to keep me full all day, so I munched on nuts and had some chicken feet soup stock with veggies. Yet my body was craving juice. Hubby went to the store and I came home to a big glass of juice, it hit my stomach and every cell was dancing.
Several years ago I became a vegetarian, I did it because I felt like a hypocrite. How could I eat meat if I was too squeamish to kill it myself? I lasted a year until a steak from a BBQ called me away from that life. I’m not claiming to be a vegetarian but I can say that my body is reacting very well to this new diet. I had a huge salad last night that filled me up, which is fairly uncommon, usually only carbs fill me like that. I’m a sugar addict, and yet I don’t crave sugar anymore! In fact, I don’t crave anything really. I would get cravings for hamburgers (fat), carbs and sweets, coffee… now my body seems to only crave juice and healthy produce. It feels weird, and yet exciting. I’ve even lost some weight to boot! Weight loss is not the goal but it is a nice motivator, I sure have some pounds to lose. My skin is starting to clear up, I have color in my skin, I am more clear in thinking, and I have more energy than I use to, even my hair has more of a luster to it. My body likes this new juicing thing! I feel amazing, absolutely amazing and I never use to feel amazing. Just the other day I was in my office and it was a slow day and I was alone, so I started doing squats and wall push ups and then jogging in place. I felt all light and good so I started to do jumping jacks and soon remembered that my body weight has not quite caught up to how good I feel, I was reminded how heavy I felt, but that is just temporary. Juicing is a lifestyle, I don’t believe it’s fleeting for a moment, because once you start and feel good, you can’t stop! I feel amazing!