Today, Jordan and I started a challenge together we’ve been wanting to try for a while: a two-week juice fast.
How it Works: Pretty much how it sounds. We’ve got a fancy schmancy juicer and instead of eating solid/normal foods, we shove about four times the normal serving size of fruits and vegetables into our juicer and make…juice. Then we drink the juice. Then we meticulously clean the juicer. Then we repeat this four to five times a day.
We’ve been juicing intermittently (for breakfast, as a snack, etc.) for a few weeks now, but today is the first day of going cold turkey on all things non-juice. (You can read about the film, Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead, that inspired us here.)
So, how have the last 10-ish hours of our juice fast been? Hard. A lot harder than we thought. We’ve been craving food all day, and not even good food…just anything solid. Earlier I had a hankering for rice and beans (Lent style), and I would have preferred eating the raw cucumber solid to juicing it. Jordan expressed his own cravings for “anything but juice,” lamenting, “I could really go for a salad, with nothing on it!”
I feel like such a wimp. But I try to remind myself of the whole reason we’re doing this: to be healthier. We haven’t signed off of solid food forever; this fast is just a temporary boost to kick-start a better lifestyle. Jordan’s been diligent about exercising and consistently losing weight over the last couple of years, but we want to go bigger (in a metaphor-for-success kind of way).
So here we go. Wish us luck!