I broke down last night. I ordered a small pizza and a side salad. I also drank a couple alcoholic drinks with fresh juice.
I juiced two of my meals though.
Juice 1: 3 handfuls of spinach, 3 romaine leaves, 2 carrots, about 6 strawberries. This one was really good. I feel good about getting 2 leafy greens in there.
Juice 2: Cabbage, 3 carrots, and some mango. A pretty good juice. Did not mind drinking it.
Then I went for a 3 mile walk to the arch and back. It wasn’t as cold as it had been, I ddin’t even need my coat. Only in St. Louis can you have a blizzard on Sunday and not be wearing coats by Tuesday. It was a nice walk. I discovered a restaurant I really want to try, a restaurant that promotes healthy food called “Pita Pit”. My boy went there with a business associate and he said it was fantastic.
For dinner I had the black olive and mushroom pizza and the salad. So I still got the lettuce, cabbage, and carrot from the salad. My first cocktail was orange and mango with some greygoose. The second was orange and apple and greygoose.
I will warn fellow juicers, after 5 days of fasting, your first cocktail will make you heavily buzzed the second, downright drunk. Even with food on the side, I was feeling loopy and I used to be about to drink almost a whole bottle of vodka and still not black out. That was a strange experience.
I put my info into a basic BMI calculator, and it said I need to lose 54 lbs on top of what I’ve lost. Which seems pretty high to me, even when I told my boy and friends, they all said, that seems high. I may need to go to a doctor to calculate that.
I honestly don’t feel bloated or anything this morning. I thought, when ordering, Oh my goodness, I am going to ruin everything, I am going to wake up tomorrow and my 12 pounds will instantly be back! Does not really feel like that at all. One major thing I have noticed though, during my juice fast I was only spotting with my monthly friend, now it’s like when the elevator doors during the shining open. I do think the food and flow are related. So, that may be my biggest punishment for eating food.
I was woken up by sirens outside my window this morning, which in STL is not unusual. What was strange was there were about 5 cop cars out there, and I kept looking for the group they were arresting but only one guy was cuffed. Yep. One guy, 17 cops. Either this guy did something really bad, or this is just over kill. This is not the first time I have seen something like this happen either. One time driving from work it was 2 guys, 15 cops. Most of them, both times, were just standing around chatting with eachother. I do not understand it. Mayber there just isn’t much crime mid-morning on a week day. I know when I have to call them to help with an eviction at the hotel it takes 20-30 minutes to get a cop over there. That is usually in the middle of the night on a Friday or Saturday though, so I guess I understand they are busy too.