So I didn't just concoct this cockamamie plan, I've been thinking about it for a while, how all I eat is crap and just because I use splenda in my coffee and eat all my veggies, that doesn't make me such a healthy eater. Pretty much sealed the deal after downing a bowl of raspberry margarita last night, and after the initial sugar-rush-slash-brain-freeze, it dawned on me that I've gotta fast. NOW.
This morning, no coffee (thus far. And yes, I have a raging headache). Made it a point to pass Nassau St. so I could stop at this new juice place --- and sure enough it was closed. God, why are you trying to stop me from fasting???
Newman said he has a friend that lost 8 lbs fasting on a liquid diet. That'd be nice, but I just feel all gross and icky lately, I think I need to do this to like hit the reset button on my belly, so to speak. I've gotta very screwy digestive system --- my cousin says that IBS tendencies run in the family, along with other great maladies like deviated septums, forgetfulness, and varicose veins. Great. I just find that when I am doing stupid things like starving myself to fit into a dress, that my stomach doesn't bubble & churn in rebellious anger like it usually does.
Here's what I'm doing (or at least, trying to do) for the next four days:
- cut out alcohol, sugar, caffeine
- consume fresh fruit/veggie juice. (today, v8 had to suffice)
- drink lots of water
- hope to God I don't get constipated
By the way, I wouldn't follow my brilliant fruit juice detox fast without a doctor's consent. Just an FYI.