Day 5

Breakfast Juice:

Pineapple / Blueberry / Blackberry
(2cup)

Lunch Juice:

Green Cabbage / Red Cabbage / Parsley / Cucumber / Radish / Lemon
(1cup)

Afternoon Snack:
Fresh cut - broccoli, red pepper, green pepper, cucumber, pineapple, melon, banana

Dinner:
Salad : Spinach / Broccoli / Tomato / Cucumber / Avocado - sprinkled w/ lemon and vinegar
Side: Watermelon

WEIGHT: 240

Thoughts: panic and anxiety from feeling overwhelmed and ill-equipped, mixed with feelings of tremendous success when these moments pass and I can give them the finger. Reading the nutritional benefits of raw foods has been a major motivator. Read "Skinny Bitch" on my lunch break. No-nonsense inspiration. Dig it.

I wanted to quit so so so bad this afternoon when my cohort decided that she is done. Truthfully, I wanted to quit mostly because I HATE the juice. I threw a fit, went home, and took my time cutting fresh veggies for a salad. I'm feeling full, satisfied, light and clear. Suddenly ready to juice for tomorrow. I may very well be creating a divide within myself deep enough for bi-popularism... or at least a few extra personalities ;)

My body is a temple. Nothing on this earth is stronger than the spirit within me. I'm going to kick and scream to the end if I have to.

Very curious about how this weekend will go. The boy is back in town. Our 'usual' involves dinner and drinks. How will we behave without a meal between us? What will we do? Frankly, my mind is a blank on the matter.

When I am being kind to myself, which is rare, I have to remember how far I have come. That these small and fleeting moments of being overwhelmed are part of a greater journey to health than I choose to be aware of. Over a year ago, I quit smoking pot after a few years of regular consumption. Three months ago, nearly to the day (Oct 9) I quit smoking cigarettes after EIGHT years. Cold Turkey. Buhhhh Bye. Now I am taking the next step in the journey and breaking my addiction to self-destructive foods. And by addiction, I really mean ADDICTION. I feel like I turn to food for every single emotion that comes my way. The last five days without food has been a serious wake up call. I'll save those thoughts for another day.