#17 Cleanses - Started

Quests for Health and Fortitude 

Number 17: Cleanses
Progress: Started


I spent a good chunk of this weekend buying groceries and preparing for my first cleanse: the colon. I'm excited but... kind of not. I'm feeling good about doing something healthy for my body, but I am dreading the hangry person I may become... and also, who actually gets excited about a *colon* cleanse? I suppose it's a necessary part of the body though... and a byproduct I am hoping to have from these "Quests for Health and Fortitude" is to have a better love, understanding, and respect for my body. Even the "ew" parts.
(did you catch the pun? eh? -_^)

I spent a little over two hours on Sunday prepping my salads and juicing my meals for three days of this week. I decided to only prep food for three days (although, the cleanse is five days), since most of the articles and books I had read stated that three days is about the maximum I should store fresh juice, before it loses too much of it's live enzymes and nutrients.

Couldn't find clear, wide-mouth, pint jars in my city - they were all sold out, except these purple ones. But! It's my birthstone color, so that's a good sign, right..?

Mom's Juicer, from her juicing days in '90's Portland, OR

The leftover bits ( I need start on my compost goals!)

Finished Product! Two jars of juices, three jars of salad, and some sides

As I juiced my veggies into a green goo, I couldn't help but think of the green blood in Troll 2 (which, if you haven't seen that movie yet, it is probably one of the most hysterical  B horror movies out there. An absolute **Must See**  ;-) )

Going to Turn into a Plant!~~

It's getting close to the end of a work day now, first day of consuming nothing but herbal tea, solid fruits & veggies, juiced fruits & veggies, and water, and I'm feeling a little... light? Maybe a little dizzy, definitely a little bit of a rumble in my tummy, and a little hard to focus on work (but, that one's maybe not so odd I suppose). All these fluids are sending me to the restroom more often than usual, which is probably good for my body too, to be somewhat active. I'm so sore though from last night's Jazzercise, that it's less of a dignified, brisk walk, and more of a desperate, ungainly hobble to the ladies' room each time I go. :,-(  At least I'm entertainment for my brother (he works down the hall from me).


K Jets