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Juice Fasting: Day 3 and Day 4 (AM)

I wrote a post on Tuesday which I meant to post then, but for some reason when I just looked at my posts it was still a draft.  Sorry about that. It's up now here, if you want to go read it. 

A few things:
1. I miscounted- I will actually be doing this for 5 days, not 6, like my first Juice Fast post states.  I would just keep doing it for a week or 10 days except that
A) My sister's graduation party is going to be on Saturday and I don't want to be juicing and cleaning up that mess while we have a hundred people at our house.  Also, and lame as this may be, I simply want to be able to eat the food we're going to have.

This is my fifth refill.  Hand for scale.
and B) I've heard that the worst (and most cleansing) part of juice fasting occurs within the first 2-4 days.  From there, it's still beneficial, but the withdrawal, detox and cleansing portion has basically happened by then.  I figure it's the best of both worlds- I get the benefits (and pains) that come with the first week or so of juicing, and I also get to eat the food I'm helping to make for Sarah's party- but only some of it because I am trying to start a habit of healthier eating after having "detoxed" my body.



2. Update- I think the further I've gone with this, the better and better it's gotten.  Today, I actually woke up too late to make juice so I grabbed a lemon on my way out the door to work.  Once I got here, I cut a few slices and squeezed them into my glass of water.  I'm on my 5th glass in the last 5 hours.  I'm not craving food or even hungry or feeling sick or bad from the lack of juice at all so far.  If I had read this a week ago, I never would have thought I could say such a thing, but it's true. I do plan to have some juice once I get home this afternoon for the nutritional benefit of it, but I feel pretty good for not having eaten in 3 1/2 days.  It's kind of amazing how much of my desire for food is a mental and emotional condition and not nearly as physical as I often think it is.  By denying that physical (or what I thought was physical) desire for food, I'm finding that by not thinking or planning about food, I'm really doing fine without it.  If I was eating, I would probably have decided that it might be time for an apple right now and chowed down on one.  Not that that would have been that bad, but in not giving myself the chance to decide whether or not to eat, I realize that I really don't want it that bad- at least not at this moment.  It's a little more challenging when food is right in front of me, but as long as I don't let my mind wander, I can stand it pretty easily.

If you have never tried authentic,
 fresh squeezed strawberry juice before- DO IT.
Yesterday evening, Jake and I went on an errand run for my mom to the grocery store.  It was a little difficult, but not very- at least not for me.  I think he's still having a little harder of a time with craving things, but hopefully that gets better for him today like it did for me yesterday.
I do have a bit of a headache, which has been here on and off since the first day.  It's not as bad today as it was on day two.  I'm assuming it's a withdrawal headache since the first few days I had cut out coffee and carbs but was still getting natural sugar through the fruit.  I think this headache is a withdrawal symptom of not having had any sugar today, even in fruit form.  Even though I'll probably have a juice containing fruit when I get home this afternoon/evening I think there's benefit from making myself go through the withdrawal of sugar right now.  It's good to make yourself go without sometimes.  Not cause you have to, but just because it's good for you.  Anyway, my back also hurts a little and I'm assuming that can also be attributed to withdrawal. 

We'll see how the rest of today goes but so far, I'm really liking this lemon water thing.  Very refreshing.



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