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| I'm sexy and I know it... |
Tonight is my promised (See previous blog) weekly update on my hubby's Juice Fasting Tournament. *fans scream with abandon*
What's that you say? It can't possibly be a tournament? It's just a fast and my hubby isn't fighting anyone?
We-ell, I'll see your nay-say and raise you a raspberry. (yup. I just stuck my tongue out at you. heh)
He is in fact fighting. He's fighting stubborn belly fat. He's fighting his impulsive wants. He's fighting his stomach that tells him that he's a fat man who hasn't eaten in 10 days--so, therefore he's starving. He's fighting to live longer. So, yeah, way to go hubby. *woot*
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| I said give me the cookie! |
He wouldn't let me post his picture yet but he sent me a couple pictures I could use. So before anyone thinks I am being evil by posting Jaba or the Rancor...it was hubby's suggestion. The first is how he thinks he looks and the second is to express how he felt after a few days of juicing.
On to another subject touched upon on the previous post: Today is my first day Juicing. it is an unusual feeling, I can tell you that.
You'd be amazed at the amount of veggies and fruits it takes to fill one glass of juice. You know something else? For awhile you do feel full. so, seeing what is going into you and having that full feeling make you feel like you are awesome.
Alas and alack though my friends. I have never been able to stay full on produce alone. Even when I consume the fibrous parts, they leave me hanging...so too does the juice. So, now instead of hitting around 3 meals a day, I must juice more frequently to fight off my body's games it plays with me.
We'll have to just see how it goes. My hubby is already into his second week and I am starting the first leg of the journey.
I just have to keep telling myself as I salivate over the children's candy. "There is a skinny girl inside...You just ate her and now you need to burp her up." Then I smack my hand and say, "No. bad llama."
So, Anybody else feel like joining me?
