Bob’s Juice Journey – Preparation and Day One of Juicing
A trip to Whole Food Markets and day one…
Step 1: Stockpiling organic fruits and vegetables.
My friend John (also doing the challenge) and I made the 45 mile pilgrimage to the Mecca of wholesome goodness… Whole Food Markets in Annapolis.
With no concrete plan, and only a vague idea of what I was doing, my only plan was to buy a lot… a real lot… like every type of kale known to man. I never even knew what kale looked like or other items unknown to me like turmeric, ginger root, beets not in a can, etc.
Although I plan to do a seven day juice fast, I believe I bought more food than Shackleford brought to Antarctica seeking the South Pole. Upon arriving home with my bounty of organic promise, I realized I needed to throw away every item in my refrigerator.
Step 2: Preparation.
This part was not going as planned. Since I had no idea what I was doing, and God did not bestow me with patience, I was trying to shove way too many vegetables down the throat of the Jack La Lane Juicer than it was prepared to accommodate. This took constant intervention by me with a knife to juice the vegetables.
My recipe was as follows:
- Three Granny Smith apples
- One handful of black raspberries
- Five large leaves of red kale
- One whole lemon
- Three large pineapple rings
- Three Carrots
This was juiced, and produced a grim looking brownish-red concoction. With much trepidation, I tasted it. Not bad! Not bad at all. Then I made my fatal mistake, which I didn’t taste until the following day.
One stalk of celery – not a good idea. The whole concoction became… celery juice. Never use celery unless you like celery juice. I do not like celery period.
The whole mess was cleaned up rather quickly and easily, with the pulp discarded and the machine cleaned within two minutes.
Day 1: Think of every synonym you can think of for miserable. It was that.
This was a lot tougher than I had thought it would be. My main thought was, “What was I thinking?” I was hungrier, grouchier, loopier than I could’ve imagined being… with at least six more days ahead of me.