And this is how we ate it.
I gotta tell you the fruit juices were pretty great, and the "green" juices were pretty nasty. I realize a lot of it was mental, but I had to do some serious breath-holding, chugging, and chasing with water.
The first couple of days were miserable. Jon and I were in a fog of hunger, and supposedly dealing with all the detoxifying that was going on. We felt gross. By day three, though, I was starting to feel a little better. Jon, however, was not. Which makes sense. I mean, he's twice my size, and consuming the same amount of calories I was (which was very little, by the way). He was actually starting to feel ill, so we called it. I said at that point, though, that I would not be going through those first few days ever again. It was an interesting experiment, but...nah....
Juice fasts still intrigue me, though. From what I've read about them, the idea of flushing your system with micronutrients seems to be somewhat of a cure-all. There have been dramatic results from people with severe allergies, cancer and other illnesses. One of my friends, in fact, staved off cancer and got rid of her allergies by juicing. The theory--giving your body a break from cruddy foods, and allowing it to do its job--makes sense to me. But the practice--drinking kale from a straw--does not.
