fruitify day two
Well, well, well. I woke up this morning excited that I had conquered day one of my “fruit fast” and thrilled that I would only feel full of energy for the next two.
Lies. lies lieslies lies! You fruit people lie!
Despite my nonchalance on the blog, I actually did quite a bit of research on this. I read articles, checked out some info at the library, and followed a couple of bloggers that also took the fruit challenge (it often goes along with this yoga-hippie i-love-life- namaste! thing). It seems like for every other fruit-eater, they had to adjust the first day, but then were greeted with energy, glowing skin, and the lack of a ravaging appetite.
Well, good for them! (not bitter). I woke up starving… and had a banana, an orange, and some avocado for good measure. I practiced yoga, lifted some weights (don’t ..laugh), and went for a nice long walk. At this point, my body was like…wtf where is my coffee and peanut butter and hummus and what are you doing to me you asshole and decided to give me a wonderful lil headache and absolutely no energy.
Blah blah blah I ate more figs and blueberries and a tomato and an apple and then found myself having to take a long nap at 5pm and woke up starving, again, and did NOT want to eat a cantaloupe for dinner. I felt awful and so… I went out to dinner with my family.
I ate salmon. With coleslaw. And rice. And corn. And it was delicious.
And I feel so much better.
I was contemplating just making up a fake day two and three of this fruit thing, and making you all proud of me, and totally lying to the internet! But, I felt I had to tell you the truth, because, well….don’t ever, ever, ever, eat only fruit for any extended period of time. It totally sucks. And it made me hate fruit! Eat your chicken! And your cake! Veggies! Bagels! Life is too short.
I can’t wait for coffee tomorrow.