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Today is the last day of our two week detox cleanse and I couldn’t be happier. I really can’t believe that Kevin and I lasted the whole time, and I’m so proud that we did. Kevin lost 9 pounds and I lost 5, and going two weeks without any alcohol or caffeine is huge for us.
I can’t say that my body really feels all that different, but I am a little nervous about how it’s going to react to suddenly being thrown back into all of my old routines. Tomorrow we are going to the annual San Francisco Chef’s event where we are going to eat and drink our faces off, which I imagine is pretty much the worst thing we could do to transition of off the cleanse. Two weeks of pure healthy living to a smorgasbord of wine, chocolate, and carbs, but oh well. It is what it is, and we’ve done a great job. Don’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good.
I think something like this is impossible to adopt long term unless you are truly utterly passionate about detoxing your diet and/or have a lot of health problems that can be greatly helped by what you eat, but for most people, I think it is just not sustainable. However, I have learned a ton in these two weeks, and I definitely think I’m going to try to incorporate some of the meals into a weekly rotation and continue to follow some of the guidelines. Chewing each bite of food 25 times? Not so much. Waking up and scraping my tongue (dude – you would be shocked at the crap that comes off your tongue in the morning, it’s quite gross) and drinking 16 ounces of lemon water? Easy.
The hardest part about this whole thing for me was just the social aspect. I really didn’t hang out with anyone outside of Kevin in the whole two weeks, and the one night I did, I was miserable. I went to my friend Jean’s house to do some bridesmaid stuff with her, and she had out a beautiful spread of various wines, cheeses, meats, and breads. I was fine at first, and then the pizza arrived.
I’m embarrassed to admit that I wasn’t on my best behavior. Just smelling it made my body ache. I was getting more and more irritable by the moment and started to get personally offended watching other people eat it in front of me.
I left early.
As long as I’m not around the food I can’t eat, I’m fine. But as soon as it’s in front of me it’s a whole different story.
But for two weeks, we did it, and that is certainly something.
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