My juice feast/fast officially ended last Thursday. Before I put this chapter of my life to a close, I am going to get some of my thoughts down on “paper.” I know that a lot of you have a lot of questions, so if I don’t cover something that you are curious about, just ask me in the comments section.
First, I want to say that this is how my experience went down:
- two days of partial juice fasting (one juice meal on day one, two juice meals on day two)
- followed by three days of complete juice fasting (juice, hot water with lemon, tea and coconut water all day)
- followed by two days of partial juice fasting (dinner was “real” food)
DO try a juice fast if you need to reboot your taste buds. Of all of the effects of the fast, I have to say that this was the most dramatic. Your sense of taste completely resets. Salty food tastes ridiculous. Sweet things are too sweet. And no-oil vegan food tastes amazing! Juicing would work wonders for people who want to be Plant-strong but can’t seem to like the taste of fruits and vegetables.
If you are still thinking that a juice fast is in your future, DO prepare a lot of juice in the morning and take it to work with you if you work. Store it in a glass jar and refrigerate it. This eliminates any need to juice during the day. I made 5-6 cups of juice in the morning and it covered me for breakfast, lunch and a mid afternoon snack. I also drank about a cup or two of coconut water during the day. Then you can break out the juicer for dinner and all it took was two sessions with the juicer for a whole day’s worth of juice.
DO expect to feel really great while you are juicing. It was almost a spiritual experience. I really loved that part of it. I felt very clear in my head and able to focus on other people in a new way.
But even with the great feelings that I had while I was juicing, it was just too difficult to continue give my obligations and commitments. I pretty much pooped out because I had some social events this past weekend and I didn’t want to stand out like a sore thumb. The benefits of the juice feast weren’t outweighing the feeling of social isolation, so I stopped.
I’d probably do it again. But not any time soon . . .
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