Let’s talk about something super fun today: juicing.
… Are you still there??
The other week, Lexi and I attended an event at Freshii Plaza of the Americas to taste some of the menu (it was all delicious) and entered to win a one-day juice cleanse, because you know, we never win anything but we still like to try. Well – good news: we won! Bad news: we were scared and didn’t know if we had the mental strength to actually do a juice cleanse. Thankfully, the Freshii cleanse includes a salad that you eat at the end of the day, meaning you actually get to chew food.
We decided last Wednesday would be D-Day. We picked up our juices the day before from Freshii, went to work out, and savored every last bite of our dinner. We went to bed anxious for the morning, like Christmas Eve. Except there’s juice at the other side instead of cinnamon rolls and presents.
So, not like Christmas Eve at all.
Kelsie: Wake up seriously hungry, hungrier than normal. It could’ve been because I killed it at spin the night before (nope, not it), or because my brain and stomach knew I would not be getting any real food today and they were both mad at me. Can’t blame ‘em. Try to subdue my hunger by drinking a ton of water.
Lexi: I’ve always been an avid breakfast eater so my body has learned to want (*need*) food first thing in the morning. Good for my metabolism, bad for my juice cleanse situation. Similar to Kels, I down some water and make a cup of green tea with fresh lemon juice and a splash of apple cider vinegar.
Kelsie: Held off as long as I could before I drank the first juice, so I stir up the Green Energy and practically chug it I’m so hungry. It wasn’t so bad – I get a little confident in my juice cleansing abilities. Still not sure how I’m going to drink three more of these and wait to eat a kale salad for dinner. Continue to drink more water to distract myself.
Lexi: I’m generally wary of green juices – I had a horrible encounter with a wheat grass shot one time, and it has haunted my taste buds ever since. But, I really enjoy the Green Energy. Its a little tart from the apple and lemon, which definitely cuts the grassy taste I feared.
Kelsie: Is Starbucks on the cleanse? Hopefully, because I go downstairs to my building’s ‘bucks and get a Venti blonde with a splash of non-fat milk. It’s liquid, and I didn’t add sugar, so I deem it acceptable. Plus, I would probably kill my coworkers if I didn’t have coffee OR food in the same work day.
Lexi: What she said ^. For my own sanity and the sake of my coworkers’, I can’t skip my morning coffee. I add a hint of creamer (added sugar – SUE ME!) but it was totally worth it.
Kelsie: It was a real struggle to get to 11 o’clock without drinking another juice (or eating any food). The Carrot Zinger was next. I like carrots, so I figured it wouldn’t be so bad. The ginger was a little strong, but again, it was drinkable. I finished the juice and got a little more confident in my juicing abilities.
Lexi: Generally, at 11 o’clock on the dot, my stomach starts craving a snack. I’ll usually eat a piece of fruit or some trail mix – but I have no snackage to reach for. Water it is. Again. Drinking water like its my J-O-B.
Kelsie: I feel my confidence and mental strength decline significantly as I watch my coworkers eat lunch around me (open work space FTW). It just HAPPENED to be the day that my building started bringing food trucks around, too. I take deep breaths, giant sips of water and tell myself, “It’s okay, Kelsie, there’s a raw kale salad for you at the end of this.” I don’t even know who I am anymore.
Lexi: I proudly push myself past the snack attack and make it to noon for my Carrot Zinger juice. I immediately regret sitting by the office kitchen today. The lunch-time smells are taunting me, and although the Carrot Zinger is satisfying, my colleague’s burrito bowl fresh out of the microwave smells juuuust a bit better.
Kelsie: I crack. I couldn’t do it anymore. The lady in front of me is eating a burger. I had a grapefruit stashed away that I eat, but not without almost choking. Lexi and I start g-chatting about our major uphill battle. We try to distract each other by talking about Beyonce, but we knew what was on the horizon: the beet juice.
Lexi: Wow, is this my third piece of gum today? I need to chew something substantial – all this sipping just doesn’t feel right. I savor a small pack of carrots (safe to say I overdosed on carrots that day), and fill up my water. So much water, so many bathroom breaks. I’d also suggest not doing a cleanse on a stressful workday if you easily get hangry like I do…just sayin’.
Kelsie: Lexi and I decide to meet at The Joule downtown to get out of the office and distract ourselves. I walk past Chop House Burger, and the smell of their delicious truffle fries almost make me cry. I finally make it to Weekend Coffee at The Joule, and settle on a hibiscus tea (no added sugar). Again, fingers crossed this is on the cleanse.
Lexi: Espresso = juiced coffee beans. Don’t question it. The midday mental break and shot of espresso form Weekend Coffee is just the boost I needed to finish out this day.
Kelsie: I’ve made it back by now and try to psych myself up for the beet juice (note: I got them out of order, this was supposed to be the last one, but my hunger had me seeing red. Literally). It was time. I take my first sip – I taste hints of watered-down mud. How am I going to drink the rest of this? Take a sip of beet juice, take a sip of water, and so on. I tell myself that if I’ve been able to drink everclear before, I can for sure stomach some beet juice. I try to chug the last portion just to get it over with.
Lexi: The coffee has me (and my metabolism) geared up and ready to go. Enter Juice #3: the Mighty Detox. Again – the thing with the green juices makes me wary but I’m pleasantly surprised by the hint of sweetness from the pineapple. I can totally do this, down the MD goes.
Kelsie: I can’t do this. I’ve completely lost all mental strength and will to carry on. I grab a Kize bar from my desk and take a few bites. Literally anything to get the taste of beets out of my mouth.
Lexi: I’ve received word of the Beet situation occurring down the street (did we mention we work right next to each other?). I try some encouraging words but I empathize with the beet issue, go for the protein bar, Kels.
Kelsie: I take a few sip of the last juice, but I can’t finish it. I’m juiced-out. Literally all I want is that kale metaboost salad. (Will I ever say those words again? Probably not.)
Lexi: I see the light at the end of the tunnel. The light that is a raw kale salad. At this point, I’m pretty proud that I haven’t cracked yet….or killed anyone…or eaten my arm off. Although I’m definitely hungry, its manageable and I know I can finish out the day.
Kelsie: I get home and even though I didn’t fully drink the last juice, I deem the day a success because I didn’t kill anyone at work. I couldn’t wait any longer to eat the salad, so I start devouring it. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten a kale salad that fast in my life. I savor every. Single. Crumble. Of goat cheese and piece of mango. I will never take those things for granted again.
Lexi: *Recently found confidence beginning to wane* I’m hungry, borderline hangry. A last-minute project leads to me break into a little of the salad before I leave the office. As I try not to inhale it, I reminisce on how far Kale and I have come. It took me a long time to appreciate the dark, leafy lettuce, but we’re in a good place now. I’m hoping I can find that peace with Beets one day….
Lexi: Headed out of the office and leaving the Red Power juice behind untouched in the fridge…oops.
Lexi: “What a great day to take a yoga class! Literally SO ZEN!” – me before realizing that I would actually have to exert physical energy with only juice in my stomach.
Kelsie: I try to wait as long as I can to go to bed, but I’m exhausted. And hungry. I go to bed so excited to wake up to peanut butter overnight oats.
Lexi: I only wanted to pass out like twice during yoga, but I’m glad I got a little sweat in. I devour the rest of the salad, and sneak in a few strawberries for a bedtime snack (literally three…).
All in all though, the Freshii juice cleanse was a good way to remind ourselves that we end up snacking a lot at work when we’re bored. It’s also a good way to see how much your body relies (and craves) added sugar. What we really liked about this cleanse, though, was the salad at the end – it made you feel not so hungry, and it really did give you something to look forward to during the day.
Lexi: Growling stomach wakes me up. Is this day over yet? No one’s awake. No one will see me eat this granola and go back to bed…