for probably a year i have been wanting to do a blueprint cleanse. that specific cleanse because i know many people {read: bloggers} who have done it and they just raved and raved about how good it tastes, how full of energy they feel, how it changed their life.
so, when i saw it on discount on a flash sale site, i scooped it up at about 60 percent of its normal {expensive} price. now, i have done cleanses before. i did a protein shake-based one in may and was feeling so good we hiked roxborough during it.
my juice got delivered {straight from nyc - fancy!} on a tuesday afternoon and i was so excited to start on wednesday morning. the first sign of trouble was when i opened juice 1 and gagged. the odor was what i'd imagine the crypt keeper's breath smells like. i plugged my nose and took it down. juice 2 followed around when i'd usually have my 10 a.m. snack of almonds.
by midday i felt what can only be described as... drunk. i couldn't concentrate, felt winded just walking up the steps, was having dramatic emotions about being on a cleanse, etc. mind you, i'm at work. i attempted to do a toned down version of my daily workout that evening and could barely walk 1.5 miles.
so, by the time i made it home in this state, b was over it. i quit on day 2 and broke the fast with a burger king cheeseburger. i haven't eaten bk since high school, when it was the only fast food restaurant in my small town, so what drove me to craving that, i don't know.
hashtag failwhale, right?! well, i actually don't feel too bad about not finishing. i do, however, i feel awful about doing it in the first place. for the first time in a long time i was back on track with my diet and exercise. me thinking that this cleanse was going to be some sort of magic potion that would make my arms bridal gown ready was super far off.
from now on, i'll be doing it the old fashioned way: eating right and working out. and there's no shame - or burger king - in that.
