Halfway through Dry January and I’m feeling fantastic. I’m not sure whether to attribute this to having no alcohol (because I wasn’t having that much to start with: I only drank on Tuesdays and Saturdays), or to the latest addition to my breakfast porridge, chia seeds. Anyway, something is going on because I feel ridiculously healthy and serene. Or is it that there have been no chocolate biscuits in the house? Who knows! I’ve lost about four pounds which is good, but I’m not actually dieting. In fact I’m eating loads, but just not rubbish (give or take the odd iced finger from Chatwins). For the rest of this month, I’m going to stick to what I’m doing, then in February, I’m planning to deal with my bread and butter addiction by going cold turkey with it. I know I could make faster progress by putting everything right all at once, but I don’t have that steely determination that’s needed, so I’m taking it one thing at a time. How’s everyone else doing?
If you had offered me beetroot juice this time last year I’d have turned my nose up. Despite its immaculate credentials, I just couldn’t see beetroot in a drink. Well, today I’ve proved myself wrong with this juice which was blimmin’ lovely.
I juiced one beetroot (skin and all), a stick of celery with the frilly bit intact, a Braeburn apple and a conference pear.
This one is ridiculously good for your heart health and blood pressure.
I’m getting braver all the time with juicing, and reading lots of lovely blogs for ideas. Anyone got a favourite to recommend?
Mid way through week one and I’m feeling very hungry! Breakfast this morning was an egg, big pile of tomatoes and good quality sausage. Lunch was a green juice. Dinner will be this chicken curry with spinach.
What I’m craving right now though is something sweet. My mouth wants it. My tongue feels flat. I’m fidgety and wondering what I can do to take the edge off.
I realise that this is all part of the journey and that the results will be worth it, but I thought I’d have a bloggy whinge!
I’ve been upstairs and looked at the dress which prompted my action in the first place and I’m imagining how great it will look on my holidays. It’s not making the hunger go away though!
What hasn’t helped is that I’ve been swimming this afternoon and that always makes me ravenous! Oh well. No-one said it would be easy!
Last night I took myself off to bed at 8 p.m. so that I could avoid any temptation and it worked a treat. Is it too early to go to bed at 5 p.m. do you think?