The jeans above are Citizens of of humanity, size 28 jeans (10-12) they used to be hidden deep in my 'not for now' clothes as they were slightly on the baggy side, now they are tricky to zip up and I have a muffin top of 3 trimester proportions. My deportment isn't great, along with greasy hair and specs... but this was the pic that made me realising juicing was a necessity not an option..
The 'Thermic Juicing' worked pretty well for the first 12 hours.
I had my eggs, went to the gym and did two hours of proper exercise, without feeling hungry or tired.
At 11am I scored an Alkaliser (kale, cucumber, mint, parsley juice) not tasty but virtuous and did make my exercise recovery speedier than usual.
At 2pm I had the protein drink and hadn't felt a single pang of hunger
At 3pm I had tea and an apple still feeling great
At 5pm I HIT A BRICK WALL and felt awful, strained, slightly sick, headache, if I had been eating normally I would have thought that I was going down with flu
At 7pm I met a friend in Covent Garden, we had a red wine each and some olives (went to my head but felt human again)
At 8pm Balthazar for dinner with 3 lovely friends, one glass of wine and one steak tartare and green salad later, feeling very happy and at one with the world (I did also give in to two small pieces of bread)
The muffin top 'almost' hiding dress below is from Phillip Lim and was the best I could do for the night out, with Anya Hindmarch bag and sunglasses, yes it really was that warm an evening...
The day after juicing wasn't a good one, my stomach felt like concrete, I am not sure if it was the protein drink, the steak tartare or a bit of both.
However, it was pretty easy to do, no feelings of 'hunger' until later in the day, went to bed feeling fine and woke up full of energy.
There will be a repeat today, but this time, I am going to have more juices and no red meat in the evening.
We'll see now it goes...