Juice Fast 2013: I spoke too soon...

So, last time I was remarking at just how well the first week had gone.  How I had virtually no issues going on to the fast and even in the presence of food only mere days of putting an end to chewing myself, I was totally fine and unphased...  Haha, well it's funny how things work out.  I would've grown to eat those words, except, I'm on a fast and I CANT EAT A GODDAMN THING!!!! ARRGH!


So the weekend came around and we needed to get more supplies.  I'd finally started looking pretty low on things. Especially greens.  Luckily, the night before, we ran out to grab a couple things just so I could have a juice in the morning that wasn't just completely fruit.  I'd also gone pretty much the latter half of the week with no beets and I was really feening for them.  We grabbed some golden beets because they seem so exotic to me.  I always find it special when I can make a beet juice that looks like it's just carrot juice but it still tastes like the awesomeness of my full beet concoction.  This one, I decided to call Yellow Beet Road.

Yellow Beet Road:
1 Cucumber
1 Golden Beet
4 Carrots
2 Apples
1-2 Oranges OR 1 Grapefruit
1 Lime
Below fills two of the 32oz mason jars pictured left

We were pretty ready to get our day going and Liz hit us up to go make our big costco run for supplies.  She also wanted to go hit Value Village for some shopping and just make a day of things.  Zu and I got ready and we all set out toward Value Village.  When we go to 2nd hand places like value village or goodwill, Zu's always handing me weird shit and saying "here, put this on".  I usually oblige and often times hilarity ensues...  

Well... Saturday was really no exception...

Although, this time, putting on a women's faux fur coat actually kinda looked pretty pimp not gonna lie.  

I'm usually bored to tears when it comes to places like this because I rarely care about buying clothes.  It's just a guy thing I suppose.  However, that day I'd been feeling a bit curious.  The fast has been working it's magic.  I decided to go look at some jeans.  I wanted to at least grab some more pairs of 38s since I only actually have one pair that are size 38.  Everything else I have are 40s.  I was also feeling a bit ambitious, and grabbed a pair of 36s.  I start out by trying on this pair of 38s from the gap.  They were only $4.99 and half off to boot so I definitely figured what the hell.  Yeah, they didn't fit very well.  I still have pretty thick muscular thighs.  The kinda looked like I would've exploded the thighs out or something.  That's cool though, relaxed fit is more my style anyway.  I put on the next pair and those were fine.  

Then I get to the 36s.  I slip 'em on and they fit perfectly.  Ho-lee-Shit!!  Now, I can tell you the last time I was able to fit into a pair of 36s... 7th grade.  Back when I was 12. Words really couldn't decribe how happy I felt about that.  That got me going, and I kept trying on different pairs of 36s.  I ended up getting like 3 pair.  I also got a leather jacket that fit!  Never really had a leather jacket, and every jacket/coat I own at this point is just simply too big for me now.  

I was feeling on top of the world.  I think we all got a little too carried away there because I hardly had any juice for the day and now it was nearly 3pm.  My energy just sapped from me in an instant, and I was no longer really in a good mood.  We finally take off and everybody wanted to go to this mexican place next door.  I figured I'd be alright with my juice.  I wasn't.  We got in there and I'd nearly wolfed down all my juice before they even finished placing their orders.  They offered to take the food to go, but I was stubborn and just out of it.  Man, I never felt hunger pangs like that in a really long time.  I think it was just mainly due to not having had anything in a long period that day.  Thankfully for me, my juice kinda finally kicked in and I  snapped out of it.  My energy came back and I was no longer really being affected by all that awesome smelling mexican food.  It wasn't until AFTER we were getting ready to leave that I even discovered they had Coconut water.  So I grabbed some of that and I was back to feeling awesome again.   

The rest of the weekend played out pretty lazy for me.  I didn't end up doing Yoga X to end my recovery week. I didn't really get beyond making any other juice than the yellow beet road juices I was making for myself and Zu in the morning.  Zu never really drank hers so I pretty much had the heavier fruit juices all day.  It felt really good to get some greens going again on monday though.  I made a huge batch of mean green and just had mean green all day.  I decided to give wheatgrass a shot since I read that was also a complete protein.  The spirulina flavor was starting to get to me and I figured I could definitely make wheatgrass blend in more as a flavor.  Also a piece from my Breville is busted and we've lended out the other breville, so I'm using the Omega masticating juicer until we get the part replaced.

The masticating juicer is really the better juicer overall.  It gets way more juice, especially from greens.  The pulp comes out so dry proving it. There's less oxidation so I'm actually getting more of the micronutrients than I would in a centrifugal juicer.  There's no friction heat present either, also a plus for micronutrients. The only big issue is that it just takes forever.  Where, I can make all my juices from prep to cleaning in about 25-30 minutes using a centrifugal juicer, it takes like almost an hour or more to use the masticating juicer.  It's the only way I'm going to be able to effectively juice wheatgrass though, so whatever I guess.

Monday, I started Phase 3 of P90X and I'm finally back on the normal resistance routine schedule.  The whole time I just felt like I didn't have the energy.  Like I was drained and felt weak.  I'm thinking it was more of the "muscle confusion" stuff that P90X aims for.  The strength was there and the energy was there, I just needed to act.  I don't know why I felt so sluggish, but work was getting done.  I did 12 Diamond pushups thinking just how I just don't have the energy today.  It didn't really dawn on me until I went to go write it down that I'd done 12 Diamond pushups with absolutely NO modifications.  I just kinda banged them out and went "man I'm tired".  When I looked at the previous entry from a month ago, I wrote that I'd done 10 diamond pushups on my knees.  I've only ever been able to do diamond pushups on my knees and then I just banged out 12 like it was nothing?!  When I was "Tired"?!  Holy shit!  I wasn't able to bang out 30 regular pushups like I had been, but that's okay.  That diamond pushup thing made my day.