Saturday, December 4, 2010

CFC Day 6: Only one more day? Really?

Here is my (kind of long and extremely enthusiastic while trying not to be annoying) report for day six, Saturday.

I started my day with my heaping bowl of blueberry oats, a little bigger today because I planned to go for a run.  Look at the puddle of blueberry juice.  Turns the whole bowl blue once stirred.


I planned to go pretty much straight to the gym, but I started cleaning and doing laundry, and then Sam wanted to take care of some errands and take Jackson for a good run before I left.  So  I set to work making a big batch of juice with the kids.


Carrots, apples, cucumber.
and then we added some beets, oranges, a lemon.  Look at that color!








gracious.  this makes me blush.







my two sugar beets.





We cleaned up, cleaned up some more, and next thing I knew it was 11:00 and I was hungry again.

I had my usual snack, banana with almond butter, and I was still hungry.  Before I run, and especially because I was going to run 5 or 6 miles, I like to be, not full, but totally un-hungry.  This was my weakest moment of the cleanse.  I looked in the fridge and saw all of the bagels and english muffins that everyone else has continued to eat, and I thought (I'm human... tell me you didn't think this too this week) "no one has to know..."

But alas, I made a mixed bag of almonds and dried apricots to eat on my way to the gym, drank more water, and I was totally satisfied by the time I got there.  I thought about running outside, but it is nasty here today, totally wet and rainy and dark and blah.  The weather forecaster on the radio described it as "sloppy."  I'm still fighting a cough and thought that a rainy run would be bad.

I had a run today on the treadmill that was just one of those totally life-affirming runs.  I planned to run 5 miles at a 10:00 pace and I ended up running 6 miles at 9:30 pace because I was feeling so strong and good that I started bumping up my speed a little bit at a time for the last few miles.  I ran the last half mile at 8:00 pace, and I could have kept going.  And if there weren't other people in the gym, I would have thrown up my hands in a pretend finish-line victory at the end.

And my clean sweat theory has been proven after the 2nd time.  My sweat feels totally different!  I guess because I'm not sweating bad stuff out?  I don't know, but I feel clean and dewy after sweating, as if I don't even need a shower.  My skin and maybe even my hair feels softer.  It's so cool. 

Came home, ate a bowl of beans and rice and salsa and drank a whole bottle of water.   Afternoon snack was dried pineapple.

Okay, here is a little confession:  on most days, I have a little peak of energy when I'm doing a bunch of things at once and feeling super productive and I say to myself:  "you are unstoppable!" and I don't feel like it's overstating it to say that I've felt like that ALL DAY. 

I took the kids for a few errands, came home, got them set up doing a little Christmas craft at the table while I made a big pot of soup and then cleaned the house again!  Like, mopped, folded and put away laundry, dusted, hung some Christmas wreaths, unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher.  ORGANIZED THE TUPPERWARE CABINET.  There is definitely something going on here.

For an early dinner, I had two bowls of this soup, which started out as a pretty basic vegetable, barley, lentil soup, but it was lacking something, so I added a palmful of curry powder and now it is GOOD.

I've already got the kids fed, bathed and in pajamas  because I'm taking them with me to the airport to pick up my mom who is coming home from Utah tonight (wahooo!).


To answer a question that has been asked a few times, my kids and Sam have not been eating what I eat.  Sam has not been a huge fan of all of the dishes I've been cooking, so he's been finishing off the big pot of Turkey Soup he made after Thanksgiving until this weekend when he wanted PIZZA and BURGERS.  He keeps mentioning that he's "hungry" and "losing weight."  Oh dear.

I've been making usual stuff for my kids and haven't really been tempted, except today when I wanted (badly) to eat some of their yogurt-covered-pretzels.  But I didn't. 


I'm not sure I'm going to stop this totally on Monday.  The only thing I really miss is bread, but no meat, no dairy, no sugar has been easier than I thought it would be.  I've learned a lot and (in case this isn't readily apparent), I feel really good.  And I'm not the only one.  Read on!

Brooke in Arizona at Action Mama
Kirsten in Wisconsin at From Inside to Outside
Laura in Japan at Ichigone
Jodi in Connecticut at Live Free and Run
Stephani in Colorado, at limbo.

3 comments:

Brooke said...

YUMMY oatmeal! Thanks for thinking of this challenge. It has been a great week.

Jodi said...

You need to tell me how you run 5 miles on a treadmill!!! I can't even get through 2 without being bored out of my mind :) that's impressive!

bodegabliss said...

Hi Emilie! I wanted to let you know that I started the challenge yesterday and posted it on my blog. I'm sorry I'm a week behind, but I wanted you to know that I followed through with the plan! :) And so far so good! Thanks for the inspiration. Also, can I say how jealous I am of your snow day? Even though it was a long time ago, I can remember exactly what it was like to wake up, hoping to hear the snow plows going by and looking out to a white world. Oh, how I miss Maine!