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Thinking Juice Fast

In the beginning of any new adventure, the author usually has a line that draws a reader in - "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..." ; "All this happened, more or less" ; "Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way" ; "They shoot the white girl first." I don't have that quick witted beginning. All I have is this cup of green liquid in a clear plastic cup, and about 3 hours to go until bedtime.

This is the first day of the rest of my life. Today I turned 31; I also embarked on a journey that will take me 60 days with no solid food, only fresh juices and water. I do not take this lightly and I did not decide on a whim that I will be on this liquidarian fast for two months. I have been considering this for over a year and have been preparing for the past few weeks to get on with it. There is a story behind this, as there always is, but now is not the time. I promise it will unfold as I do over these next 59 days. Time and juice is all I seem to have, well that and hunger pains and a mild headache and a bit of bitchiness that is not going away.

On juicing today: I had a nice apple-strawberry juice for breakfast, and since it was my birthday, the girls at work took me out for lunch to a juice bar/ Rastafarian/Dominican vegan eatery in Nyack, NY called Nyack Main Essentials. It was wonderful. I had a Liver boost (red delicious apples and beets) and a shot of wheat grass juice. It was really quite good. I could feel the buzz of life (that sounds weird) from the wheat grass. I brought another juice back to work (all green = kale, parsley, celery) and it was, um, strong in the flavor of celery and green. I am not sure how to describe a green taste, but if green had a taste, that was it. I mixed the remainder with my dinner (radish, parsley, green apple, spinach, carrot) and the end result was a slimy muck that tasted quite as good as it sounds. I will try, from now on, to mix like colored items to get happy color results. I couldn't finish it. Brown juice is not appetizing - check.

Before bed I made myself a cup of herbal tea and a touch of honey, and it was a nice finish and removed the taste of, for lack of a word, *bleck, gag, Ew* from my mouth.

Stay tuned, if you will, for I am sure this is going to be quite the adventure story.

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