I'm going to evolve into a diet/weight loss blog for a while here. I don't suppose my five readers will mind.
The backstory is that last spring one of my utopian friends emerged trim and strong after a long period of some kind of mysterious illness that doctors and specialists were not able to diagnose. What was the neighbor's secret? Juicing. In addition to his typical diet he was drinking fresh made vegetable juice twice a day. He lost a ton of weight, was mysterious symptom free, and looked 15 years younger. So, I dusted off my 20 year old juicer and juiced away. In the 3 weeks that the kids were all away at there various summer activites I lost some pounds, felt strong, calm and clear headed and came through the whole torture of moving pretty damned good. Once the kids came back all that juicing fell to the way side, marshmallows took over, I regained the weight, and ended the summer on a low note.
Then we actually moved into new town and I was so acutely lonely all winter long that I stuffed my face with everything I could get my hands on including wheat and dairy, which led to a 20 pound weight gain, tons of pain, gall bladder attacks, general bloatedness and feeling sickly. I sure the actual weight gain is more since I really haven't been exercise dedicated for over a year now. Muscle loss!
In the mean time I realized that a few people I take advice from all kind of believe that nothing that happens to us is really random, and that happens to be a topic that has come up pretty often lately. One friend described to me that how even if I ignore all the signs of a path that I should go down the universe will keep putting the choice in front of me until I choose it. I've been trying to pay more attention.
I was lying in bed one night, giving myself a pep talk about how this summer I was going to (finally!) make my own dietary needs a priority and how I had to get rid of the 20 pounds I had gained this winter and not stop til I had lost 50 pounds, and I was just asking myself how I was going to go about losing 50 pounds when a story or ad or something on the tv caught my eye and it was about weight loss. I scribbled down the website, and didn't even have the time to check it out for a couple of days, then once I realized there was a video over an hour long to watch I had to wait a couple of more days to find a solid chunk of time to watch it and when I finally did watch the video I knew that destiny was tossing another solution right in my lap and that this was going to be the path I should take.
If you don't have the time to invest in watching the video I'll summarize for you: A 342 pound guy with a serious immune disorder goes on a 60 day juice fast to lose weight and cure his immune disorder. He video documents his journey. While on the fast and talking to strangers about juice fasting he meets a housewife who does a short juice fast and stops having migraines and a 450 ish pound truck driver with the very same rare immune disorder who also hops on board. In the end they are all thin, happy and healthy. The story of the truck driver was especially touching because his transformaiton was that much greater and also because he seemed like an introspective and sensitive guy who also made other huge life changes, like not being a truck driver any more, helping other people in his community and opting for a more active life style.
I'm going to start a 60 day vegetable juice fast tomorrow.
Yesterday and today I am eating only fruits and vegetables to ease myself into it and also becasue the husband managed to fall into an outhouse and completely break his elbow, which while totally hilarious and resulting in a plethora of crap and shit jokes, also landed him in the hospital, where I sit right now waiting for someone to show up and take him into surgery to repair what is left of his humerus bone. He will be ( I wish!) bionic in a few hours and also never be able to have an MRI or go through an airport security scanner without a doctor's note explaining the hardware in his arm. Ouch!