I finished the cleanse and loved it. It seems to fall into place just right for me. The most amazing thing was giving up coffee. I never thought that would happen and it's the reason I didn't do so many other cleanses that came my way. As a yoga instructor living in earthy crunchy Denver, Colorado, there was no shortage of opportunity. There are countless health and wellness practitioners, yoga studios, and friends that have done the cleanse, but until my friend Shruthi at Cardamom Kitchen offered this long distance from Philadelphia, I didn't trust anyone with my odd and addictive eating ways.
I am amazed at the changes I have made content wise as well. I truly think twice about what I'm putting in my mouth (really new) and only eat a few bites of "bad food."
I've been inspired to follow through with this by joining Farrell's eXtreme Bodyshaping and my cleanse blog will now morph into the FullFiguredYogi doing a kickboxing workout 3 days a week and resistance band training the other 2. I have a free eating day. . . but the other days I eat a mix of carbs & proteins. Woo hoo. Change is a' comin. Ya gotta start somewhere, right? Back at ya soon.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Day 5: Khicadi Is Great-E
Nice quiet day yesterday. I spent more time readying the house for the banquet, including some outside work. I'm pretty sure I'm going to keep on eating the buckwheat with cinnamon, cardamom and raisins even after this is through. I drank the entire amount of the digestive tea and had to get up 3 times in the night, and one time with the dog, but that's unrelated.
I was ravenous by lunch, but was patient and had the khicadi with chard, shallots, and cabbage. Wanted another bowl, but again, gave it some time and was fine without it. I had berries and pineapple for a snack.
Carter had lacrosse and finished at 5:30. Dave picked up his daughter Jackie and they decided to eat at Chipotle. I went along not intending to eat, but was super hungry and had the posole soup bowl with rice. They do have brown rice, but this was a violation of the tomato policy. I think it's okay and I won't do it again. . .
I was ravenous by lunch, but was patient and had the khicadi with chard, shallots, and cabbage. Wanted another bowl, but again, gave it some time and was fine without it. I had berries and pineapple for a snack.
Carter had lacrosse and finished at 5:30. Dave picked up his daughter Jackie and they decided to eat at Chipotle. I went along not intending to eat, but was super hungry and had the posole soup bowl with rice. They do have brown rice, but this was a violation of the tomato policy. I think it's okay and I won't do it again. . .
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Days 3 and 4: Blah-ging
Zero problems Sunday. Love the buckwheat; managed on one cup of java. Did some gardening - planting some geraniums, columbine, something I forget and pansies. My husband did most of the work, but he had to leave for his son's senior banquet. I visited my mostly raw girlfriend and she gave me some great tips for after the cleanse and some kale.
Monday is my only busy day -- the other days I usually just putter around the house getting housework done, my accounting work for the studio and working on the website or the studio software. I knew it would be difficult, so I ate breakfast according to plan at 8A, had some berries at 10:30, then off to teach my noon class. It was a small class so I practiced quite a bit and felt okay if a little sluggish. Got home at 1:30 and made my lunch with a brown rice bowl, cabbage, and shallot. Did my 100 steps after the meal tidying up, then took a rest with the dogs on the big red couch. I really like the 100 steps part because I do tend to just flop in front of the computer or TV after having eaten.
Rose at 2:45 to pick up the kids. Wasted 15 precious minutes in the cluster-flip parking lot and got my son to his math tutoring session 5 minutes late. Dropped my daughter off with a key and she made it into the house with no troubles. (Big milestone!) Whole Foods is nearby so I went off armed with a list that I couldn't get at Sprouts . . . the WF employees were very helpful. Got lots of fruit because the kids love dessert and I feel like I'm cooking or cleaning non-stop doing two meal plans. A "normal" grocery store trip takes me 20 minutes maximum, but this WF trip was almost an hour since I don't know what the hell I'm buying nor do I know where it is. Additionally, I got the few groceries my family had put on the list.
Tutoring session over and we get home -- I start my khicadi, I decide to double it since Wednesday we have the volleyball banquet at our house. I got Dave and the kids frozen pasta with jarred sauce, frozen corn, and made a huge fruit salad with a little Agave syrup. Again, a fruit snack, fed the family at 6, checked the khicadi before I go and it's still soup. . . Oh well, off to teach my favorite hot class. Felt pretty good -- class was great. Two newish students so I did some adjusting on them, but my regulars could practically teach it themselves.
Home at 9:15. Khicadi is still soup, so I guess it's supposed to be that way. Dull as dishwater, darn it, but it's food. I got frustrated and strained out the water, leaving a more substantial dish that I added red cabbage and onion to and ate. My husband tasted it and said it needed salt. I replied that I can't have more salt. He nicely got me a glass of water and laughed when I told him I couldn't have ice. He not only did the dishes from the kids and my preliminary cooking, he did the dishes from my final meal. I asked him why he was being so nice and he said in a doctorly way that he didn't want me passing out from low blood pressure due to no salt in my diet.
I reminded him it's only 4 days. . .
I know it's against the plan, but I had more fruit before going to bed. Kill me now.
Monday is my only busy day -- the other days I usually just putter around the house getting housework done, my accounting work for the studio and working on the website or the studio software. I knew it would be difficult, so I ate breakfast according to plan at 8A, had some berries at 10:30, then off to teach my noon class. It was a small class so I practiced quite a bit and felt okay if a little sluggish. Got home at 1:30 and made my lunch with a brown rice bowl, cabbage, and shallot. Did my 100 steps after the meal tidying up, then took a rest with the dogs on the big red couch. I really like the 100 steps part because I do tend to just flop in front of the computer or TV after having eaten.
Rose at 2:45 to pick up the kids. Wasted 15 precious minutes in the cluster-flip parking lot and got my son to his math tutoring session 5 minutes late. Dropped my daughter off with a key and she made it into the house with no troubles. (Big milestone!) Whole Foods is nearby so I went off armed with a list that I couldn't get at Sprouts . . . the WF employees were very helpful. Got lots of fruit because the kids love dessert and I feel like I'm cooking or cleaning non-stop doing two meal plans. A "normal" grocery store trip takes me 20 minutes maximum, but this WF trip was almost an hour since I don't know what the hell I'm buying nor do I know where it is. Additionally, I got the few groceries my family had put on the list.
Tutoring session over and we get home -- I start my khicadi, I decide to double it since Wednesday we have the volleyball banquet at our house. I got Dave and the kids frozen pasta with jarred sauce, frozen corn, and made a huge fruit salad with a little Agave syrup. Again, a fruit snack, fed the family at 6, checked the khicadi before I go and it's still soup. . . Oh well, off to teach my favorite hot class. Felt pretty good -- class was great. Two newish students so I did some adjusting on them, but my regulars could practically teach it themselves.
Home at 9:15. Khicadi is still soup, so I guess it's supposed to be that way. Dull as dishwater, darn it, but it's food. I got frustrated and strained out the water, leaving a more substantial dish that I added red cabbage and onion to and ate. My husband tasted it and said it needed salt. I replied that I can't have more salt. He nicely got me a glass of water and laughed when I told him I couldn't have ice. He not only did the dishes from the kids and my preliminary cooking, he did the dishes from my final meal. I asked him why he was being so nice and he said in a doctorly way that he didn't want me passing out from low blood pressure due to no salt in my diet.
I reminded him it's only 4 days. . .
I know it's against the plan, but I had more fruit before going to bed. Kill me now.
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