Abstaining for 21 Days: A Detox Diet Food Diary Day 2
Day 2 of My Diet Detox Food Diary: It’s a Headache
9:32 a.m. I’m running around the house like a crazy person. Everyone needs something—URGENTLY! Kids want breakfast, copy editor can’t find the next story, my mother calls. It feels like dodging landmines just to get to the fridge to grab the 9:00 a.m. detox juice. At least I’m only a half-hour late today. It’s all about improvement, right?! Today, however, I am determined to have coffee and stave off the monster caffeine-deprivation headache that started yesterday afternoon, continued through the night, and required 2 Advil this morning. I make a triple-shot Americano and with that and my juice in hand, I assume the position—planted in front of my laptop, writing, editing, and fielding emails.
Detox Tea Time on the Diet Cleanse
By 11:00 a.m., I’m almost done with the detox juice—like yesterday, the Berry Chai Smoothie—and I decide to move on. Yvette Rose, my diet cleansing guru and all-around new favorite person, recommends detox tea as part of the program. I don’t like plain water, so—works for me. Detox tea it is.
Is It Lunchtime Yet? Detox Diet Hunger Management
It’s 1:23 p.m. and time for the next round of meal-prep (ever feel like your kids are out of school more than they are in?!) So, multiple sandwiches, a veggie burrito, assorted crudités, and beverages later, lunchtime for me! I started getting hungry around noon—perfect, since that’s diet cleanse lunchtime—but I was on back-to-back work calls, then the kids’ lunches, and an urgent editing deadline or 12, and it was almost 1:30 before I could get to my Kale Acorn Squash Soup. The solution to hunger management and sticking to a diet? Be insanely busy! No time to dwell on—or deal with—hunger! Too bad I can’t bottle that as a weight-loss program!
The soup, in case you’re interested, is delicious. Nothing diet- or detox-feeling about it. Tart and sweet and full of yummy acorn squash, yams, apples, and kale. I want the recipe! While I eat, Sadie has stationed herself under my chair, just out of the sun, and lies down to sleep once I have my last spoonful.
Last Cleansing Juice of the Day. Dinner’s Next!
6:49 p.m. and I just took the last spicy swig of the 5:00 p.m. lemonade (a/k/a Citrus Cleanse). That’s it for today’s juices. The 3:00 p.m. green one, which I managed to get to before 3:30, was just dandy. I feel like all I do is sip all day. Works wonders to keep feelings of deprivation at bay. My mother couldn’t quite understand why I wouldn’t have takeout Chinese with her and my father tonight. I shot her a look when she said, “But it’s a holiday,” and that ended the discussion. Somehow, I don’t think there’s a papal dispensation for cheating on a diet on Presidents Day. (Although my aunt and I have a running joke that as long as you don’t eat the garlic bread, nothing’s fattening—you’d be surprised how often that comes in handy!).
I know today was supposed to be worse than Day 1, but so far, not the case. Yvette warned me that since this was a detox cleanse, the toxins built-up in my body over time would be released—and cleansed—but the initial few days could leave me feeling angry, cranky, upset, along with other not-so-Suzy-Sunshine sensations. I have to say (my children may beg to differ) that I feel fine. Better, actually. First, with the first day behind me, my anxiety about whether or not I would be able to drink the juices is gone. I can. Second, I was closer to the schedule than yesterday—improvement always perks up my mood. And I am motivated by a sense of accomplishment. I know, 1 day into a 21-day diet cleanse is nothing much, but every little thing helps.
Does It Still Count as Day 2 at 12:19 a.m. on Day 3?
Welcome to my never-ending day. It’s well past pumpkin time and my bed is nowhere in sight. Dinner—what there was of it!—was delicious: a cabbage leaf stuffed with shredded carrots, red onion, brown rice, seasonings. The only thing not perfect about it? I wanted about 6 more. I got to it a bit after 8:00, losing some of my on-schedule momentum, but still . . . I was fielding calls about a celebrity stylist’s article predicting Oscar fashion trends for the red carpet, my daughter studying for a vocab quiz—think depreciation, recalcitrance, sedition, skiff. Really? In 5th grade? I was impressed!
You want to know about the brownie, don’t you? Didn’t get to it until 9:37 p.m., the treat of shame as it was supposed to be eaten at 8:00. Unfortunately for the food schedule, it takes a distant second place to demands of homework, bedtime routines, and Sadie, who decided that she needed to be held at all times today! But it was just as delicious as I remembered.
What I forgot? How tired I was yesterday. Usually, I have to make myself turn out the lights sometime between 1:30 and 2:00 a.m. Last night, my eyelids made the decision for me, and I went to bed at the indecently early hour of 1:00 a.m. We’ll see how tonight goes, but I can honestly say I’m tired. This whole detox diet may turn out to be even healthier than Yvette or I expected if it forces me to get more than my average 4 hours of sleep . . . I’ll let you know tomorrow! Sweet dreams.—Nancy Rotenier