On Day one, a heavy blue bag appeared at my front door housing eighteen bottles of fresh pressed juice packed in ice. Everyday, I'm supposed to drink six bottles in two hour increments. The first one was a green juice choked full of kale and other nutrient dense produce. It tasted good and familiar as I've juiced similar concoctions in the past. Two hours later, I happily gulped the watermelon and strawberry blend, my two favorite fruit. Shortly thereafter, I had a slight buzz. My body was drunk on vitamins. Back to greens with the third juice which took me to dinnertime. The fourth, a cayenne pepper lemonade tasted much better than it sounds and was quite refreshing. I decided to skip the fifth juice (another green) as I was already very full and went straight for the delicious protein rich cashew blend that taste like nutty vanilla milkshake. Halfway through, I started feeling a bit nauseous and lightheaded. So I sat on the couch and watched Malkovich get schooled by Damon in Rounders. After fifteen minutes, I felt like myself again. That night, I went to sleep unusually early and dreamed of Yogurtland froyo topped off with bacon and bits of prime rib.



I think the first day is mentally challenging because I was reprogramming my brain to view food differently. My body wasn't craving calories as the juices are calorie dense. It was craving the mechanical motion of biting and chewing. Once I got over that hump, I was able to focus on listening instead of dictating my body's needs.

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