|Don't worry... it will never come to this.|
Since I'm likely scrapping this blog and starting a new one once I get renewed creative direction, I'm logging this experience on UGDL in the meantime. Which will be great so I can delete the evidence afterwards. Here we go...
Today is day one, which included juicing for breakfast (carrots, granny smith apples, beets, and ginger) and a salad full of kale, bell peppers and other healthy stuff for lunch. My stomach is already in knots from the detoxing and I feel like I'm having labor contractions. This is so much fun already!
My dad warned me that drinking too much juice when you're not used to it can make you throw up and/or feel terrible. He likened it to not training and then doing a marathon. Unfortunately, I've done exactly that and crossed the finish line TWICE, and so I told him he was full of shit. Apparently not.
On an unrelated note, I'm interested to see how becoming a vegan (at least temporarily) affects my dating game. I've heard several men say it's a dealbreaker. I don't understand why. I mean, what guy isn't dying to take a girl out who will order nothing but a side salad with dressing on the side? Good thing I'm close to LA - I should fit right in with those skinny salad-eating bitches! Except for the minor detail that I'm not very skinny after four years in Chicago and a January of binging on deep dish. Which means that until I am skinny, I will probably be dating black guys. That should thrill my Sicilian father to no end! (I would say "just kidding" to soften that statement but you all know I'm not.)
More updates to come.