So, I’ve conquered the six-day detox. DONE! I can’t believe I went for six days without eating a morsel of food. It’s creepy, really. Of course, I can’t just jump right back into food. Today is Juicing Day. Everything is going through my Champion Juicer. Kind of like a mother bird munches up her babies food. Tomorrow will be juice and raw friut and veggies. Then back to ‘normal’.
I think it’s been a good experience all around. Except for the whole anti-social part. Healthwise, I’m feeling great. The body odour has gone the way the dinosaur. My tongue is once again pink. My skin is once again clear. I lost about eight pounds, but since weight loss was never a priority, I’m fine with that. As well as the juice, I think I’m going to start taking acidophilus again. I figure now that my intestines are clear, I better be careful what I put down there for the first while. Whatever I eat first will become my bowels first inhabitant. That means: No flour products for awhile. I’ve been slowly cutting them out anyhow, but now it’s especially important.
I’m also glad I can stop talking about this fasting thing. Anyone who had the misfortune of reading my journal entries over the past week has probably had their fill of body odour and bowel movements.