Showing posts with label weight loss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weight loss. Show all posts

Friday, 20 April 2012

Running on Juice

I am on Day 5 of a juice detox. Not a morsel of food has entered my mouth since Sunday night and I am not even hungry. This is my seventh time doing this program. I have gained and lost the same 25 kg nearly three times in the past five years. This is not a reflection on the effectiveness of the program but rather me getting pregnant. Let me just say, you do not really know a person until they do a juicing detox. All the refined sugar, caffeine, alcohol, food addictions and general gunk that we all use to pep our personalities up, giving us false energy to survive yet another day …. take that away and see what is left. A quivering wreck in panic mode. So when I am going through my 72 hour withdrawal period I tell myself: imagine what state I would be in if I didn't do this juicing detox before every season, but rather it accumulated years upon years. What state would I be in then physically? Mentally? Tis the stuff of nightmares. I then pick my one year old up who weighs exactly as much as I want to lose and then feel the relief when I put her down again. That is how I will feel all the time when I lose the weight. Lighter. Freer. I will be able to run with the deer instead of scaring them away like an elephant.

Actually, I would go as far to say, you probably don't really know yourself until you do a juicing detox. When I started there was no way I thought I could do a juice detox. I quite simply did not have the willpower. So I spent a lot of time looking and making excuses; protein, calories, calcium, elimination “issues”, hyperglycaemic, high blood pressure etc. But I literally just sucked it up and did it. The transformation went way beyond the physical. I may have lost weight but I gained determination. Confidence. Self belief. Will power. I could see clearly those who were supportive and encouraging in my life. Detoxing gets rid of lot more than just excess weight and impurities. It makes you mentally and physically stronger. The exact same recipe for becoming a runner.

So when I finally run a marathon you will not see me chomping on any energy bars but rather finding some kind soul handing me my juice. But for anyone who is already at that level and wants to learn more about juicing and running specifically this is a fantastic free guide by someone who runs marathons and juices http://www.juicemaster.com/running-on-juice

PS – Big juicy Hello to all my fellow juicing detox people doing the program via Facebook. First time I have done it with 10,000 other and must say it is really beneficial knowing we are in this together.

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Reflections on Running 5kms

I stepped on my scales for the first time since I started running two months ago. I was staggered at my weight loss, it seems inconceivable that having run consistently every second day that I have lost....wait for it....I really hope you are sitting down....100 grams. Seriously. I could cut off all my hair and get greater results. Surely people who can run 5kms weigh less than 100 pounds?


Running has defiantly changed my life. For the worse. Showers, for me, are a luxury activity not a necessity. Being someone who resembles a sweaty beetroot when I run, means I have to shower much more often than previously. Plus I need to wash my hair more often than my ten day maximum. I have more laundry as I am now having to wear a second set of clothes that scream “olfactory” from my laundry basket if left for longer than a day. My skin has broken out like a forlorn teenager and for all my moaning I am even starting to sound like one. In summary running has changed me into a 100 gram thinner, smellier, acne-ridden beetroot. I apologise profusely but I am the worst possible advocate for running.

There are signs of hope though and I cling on to these like velcro. The deer no longer mock me with their rudeness and I look forward to seeing the wildlife. I prefer the days when I do run rather than when I do not. Positive signs of addiction that 5km is no longer enough, running has made me greedy and I want more. And I even managed to convince my husband that it was not a tumour on my left buttock but the promised beginnings of muscle. That and the bag of onions. I have got a lot of mileage out of that bag of onions which deserves further exploration on another day.