He’s a juicing master. Just recently, he opened his business in Cayman which delivers freshly made juice to wherever you want in the mornings or afternoons. I know all about his juice because my friend Prathna
is getting married. In addition to keeping an eye on her wedding budget, she’s also keeping an eye on her waistline. ‘Brides must look GOOORGEOUS, daaahrling, ‘she tells me. Somehow, I let her convince me to do a three day juice cleanse with her.
Every day, we’d get our three juices delivered to our offices: two ‘Green Veg’ which is callaloo, cucumber, celery, apple, lemon and ginger juice along with either straight up carrot juice or beet, carrot and ginger juice. I was a little overwhelmed by the cucumber taste in the green veg juice initially, but it quickly became my favorite of the three.
I’m not gonna lie. It was hard only drinking juice for three days but my body loved every moment of it. My normal vegetable intake is rather pathetic, so I was a bundle of energy the first day of my fast. Clearly, I’m not used to getting that many nutrients. I pushed an insane amount of water, drank my juice, went to spinning, crushed the competition at a pub quiz and showed off my salsa moves on day one. Day two was a little tougher. I was starting to get hungry. Prathna was getting cranky. I’d get a call. ‘I’m staaaaaaarving.’ She was disappointed that a hardcore vegetarian like herself was having a tougher time than an unhealthy, food-snarfing fiend.
Day three was the hardest. Not because I was hungry really, but because I missed eating. Kwesi suggested I have a fourth juice (pear) that day to help me…um, how shall I put it…round out the cleanse. By the fourth day, I was ready for some food. Unfortunately, it’s not that simple. I had to start my day with a ‘salt flush.’ It may be the grossest thing I’ve ever done. I struggled to get the liter of salt water down and while it was nasty, it was effective for its purposes (which was to make sure your body was completely flushed.)
The fourth day, I could only have raw fruits and veggies too. So that egg sammich I’d been dreaming of for three days never materialized.
I felt great, though, and I found myself craving food I hadn’t before. Healthy food. Green food. Food that wasn’t slathered in ranch dressing or covered in cheese.