My Thoughts On The Juice Cleanse

So, a few weeks ago I did a juice cleanse.

A bunch of my clients & fellow instructors had talked about having done them before, so I figured, I would give anything a shot once. I ordered the cleanse, and it came fully frozen. As I started unpacking this giant cooler box, a big wave of doubt hit me.

Will I actually be able to do this?

Blake was gone on a work trip to Europe, so I knew I wouldn’t have much temptation to eat at home. Admittedly, since it was just me, and I was going to be drinking my juice, I didn’t even go grocery shopping – just to make sure I wouldn’t give into temptation.

The idea? Drink six juices a day, for three days, and be cleansed.

I did it. I posted on my story all day every day. I didn’t cheat. I basically lived in the bathroom. I wasn’t hungry. I wasn’t awake. I just… was.

SO – here’s the thing.

I don’t drink a lot of juice in general. They are really sweet for me, and I just would rather drink either water or a smoothie. So, maybe I was set up to hate it from the get go, because I hate the feeling of having to brush my teeth EVERY other hour. Seriously, the inside of my mouth felt like I had ate a bag of sour patch kids without ANY of the satisfaction of eating them.

Why?

There was SO MUCH SUGAR in each of these juices. Virtually every juice had some sort of natural sugar/sweetener  added to it – agave, inulin – pushing the sugar content of some of these juices to almost 50 grams (you are supposed to drink the WHOLE bottle, even though it’s labeled as 2 servings). To give you an idea of how much sugar that is, a can of Coke has 39 grams. And we all know that Coke is the standard for “this is not a healthy thing”.

But it’s not just about the sugar.

It’s about the IDEA that we should not eat to “cleanse” ourselves. That we should chug juice and poop out 10 lbs to feel better about ourselves.

Sure, I dropped 8 lbs in 3 days.

THAT’S NOT SUSTAINABLE. THAT’S NOT HEALTHY.

Food is a need. Not a want. When you think about food as fuel, you eat according to what your body needs. Craving something salty? Maybe your sodium level is low. Can’t get the hankering for a huge salad out of your mind? Might need to up your fiber and iron levels. Your body is always talking to you – but a lot of the time, we choose to ignore it in favor of quick fixes.

We already have warped ideas about food and bodies – so why do we keep feeding into this?! I’m glad I did it. I’m glad I got to feel how tired my body felt without food. I’m glad I got to see how my skin broke out because of sugar. I’m HAPPY that I learned to appreciate what food can DO for me. I don’t need a juice cleanse to feel comfortable in my body.

Why?

Because, I think I actually like my body.

All I need to feel like a badass in my body is good workout, my friends and family, and maybe a glass of wine.

So, I guess in a weird way, I want to thank the juice cleanse for showing me that I don’t need to drink weird concoctions and deprive myself to feel my best.

I just need a little sweat and love.

 

 

 

How I Ended Up With 4 Bags Of Clothes To Give Away…

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I. Have. No. Idea.

I always pride myself in my workouts and pulling together something to wear for working out is simple – make sure the pants won’t ride down when I squat, tops won’t ride up when I lift overhead, and sports bras won’t lead to a “wardrobe malfunction” during a burpee.

But, the moment you tell me to dress myself for real life… sweat happens.

For as long as I’ve remembered, I would open my closet and just stare.

“What am I going to wear today?”

I was met with a bursting closet that was full of stuff. Clothing from high school, shopping sprees, college, a brewery life and more was all mixed together staring me down every morning.

Instant. Panic.

I know I’m not the only one that looks at their closet and thinks the same thing.

I had bought the book “The Life Changing Magic of Magic of Tidying Up” in January to attempt this. I got a couple chapters in, and the book is now safely hidden under a pile of stuff. I didn’t quite connect with it, and I don’t think I was ready then to tackle the project of de-cluttering my closet.

Fast forward to now.

I have been a fan of the clothing company, Brass, a local company that focuses on classic and staple pieces. Their Ponte Pants are magic (and no, I’m not paid by them). So, when they released their “Closet Kit”, it caught my eye for a few things:

  • You would buy 3 pieces, a top, bottom, and a dress that will become the corner stone of your closet
  • You would get a bag to send your clothing to be recycled
  • You would get a little “how – to” on how to go through this process.

So, I decided, “what the heck”, clicked purchase and it arrived shortly after.

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Closet Clear Out Recycle Bag. Photo: Brass Clothing

Then… the box sat there, unopened, for almost a month.

Every morning, I would stare at my closet and then stare at the box, and put “start closet clean out” on my to-do list. Every night, I was “too tired.”

Well, this past Sunday, it was TIME.

I took EVERYTHING out of my closet.

I got to work.

I looked at pieces that haven’t been worn since I was 17 – prom dresses from when I lived in Zurich – to pieces that I bought last year, but never wore. I made 3 piles, just like Brass instructed.

  1. One pile for seasonal things to put away for the winter.
  2. One pile to keep.
  3. One pile to donate.

I went through purses, shoes, dresses, shirts, sweaters, and pants. I caught myself in a familiar pattern. Telling myself “ohhh but it’s so pretty. Maybe I’ll hold onto to it.”

So, how did I get rid of 4 bags of clothing to donate?

I didn’t let myself hold on to things that didn’t serve a purpose.

This also lead me to take the clothing that I had been trying to sell on a closet on Poshmark, and donate it. Clutter is clutter. Seeing a big tuppawear full of clothing sit in a corner for over a year, was just another crutch I was using. Since I had proven to myself that I didn’t actually MISS any of that clothing that had sat there, I decided to close my Poshmark closet and donate it all.

So – how does it feel?

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My closet – four bags of clothes/shoes/purses/ lighter

Well, I can now see EVERYTHING in my closet. I have it organized by color and type of clothing (dresses, shirts, sweaters, pants), and all my shoes that I actually wear have a spot on the shoe rack. I can clearly see what pieces will go together.

I’ve started trying to plan our what I’m going to wear the night before – something I have done for my workouts for the past couple years. I put my workout clothes folded neatly right next to my bed, so I have no excuse to NOT put the clothing on. But instead of folding my clothes, I’ve started writing it down.

Yup, I’m now that person.

I write down the outfit, and then I’m trying to make myself stick to it. If I don’t like how the outfit looks, I allow myself ONE change, and I write down a little note on WHY I’m changing. Maybe it’s that I’m bloated, or maybe it’s that the piece just DOESN’T work.

My goal is that after a couple months, I’ll be able to pare down my wardrobe even more – by focusing on the pieces that are REALLY useful, and which ones will probably end of collecting dust and taking up space.

I am working on being honest with myself and being more mindful every single day. What we wear is a HUGE part of who we are, no matter what you want to think. How you present yourself to the world is often a reflection of how you feel inside. For awhile, I wanted to just be EVERYTHING, and my wardrobe definitley reflected that. I wanted to be cool, trendy, hip, smart, sophisticated – if there was a buzzword for it, I wanted to be it.

Now, as I’m less than a month away from 30, I’m more sure of myself than I’ve ever been. I don’t need flashy things. I don’t need to be the center of attention. I’m looking for a way to showcase my true self to the world – and sometimes I need a pair of lululemon leggings and other times, a pair of Ponte pants are needed.

It’s been about 5 days since I did my full closet clear out, and I feel lighter. Maybe it’s because physically I have less stuff. Maybe it’s because I took a big chunk of decisions out of the mix. Who knows.

But, I do know, if I can do this. You can do this too.

Give yourself the opportunity to let go of the emotional ties we have with our clothes, because the real thing is – clothes don’t hold the memories of the girls nights, the first dates, the vacations, or the swanky nights out.

You do.

 

 

Balance in an Unbalanced World

 

We have two sides on our bodies – right and left.

Where they meet, we call our center.

EVERYONE has one side that they favor more, we call that the dominant side. The dominant side usually gets a little bit more attention… it can lift a little heavier, pose better in photos, and it makes us feel REALLY good about ourselves.

Our weaker side gets hidden.
It gets filtered away, the struggle that it goes through to lift a little heavier gets ignored, and it makes us feel not as great about ourselves.

But we are creatures of balance.

When you start to get over- confident with your dominant side, your body will have no problem bringing you back to reality.

I fell out of a backbend in St Lucia, because in the sand, my balance was different. Add in a wave and BOOM – backbend girl was DOWN. The look on my face? Surprise.

How are we always surprised when this happens?

When we ignore a problem, a weakness, an issue for SO long – how are we always surprised that it’s still there?

The world around us can also be seen as two sides, but two sides always come to meet at a center.

We have to work together on our weaknesses, no matter how ugly they are, so we can ALL get stronger. Working toward that equilibrium, and not being fooled by our strongest side, will help us all stay up and grounded.

But for now, let’s wipe that shocked face off, and get to work.