I am now in New Mexico again. C-Max and I cleared security late Monday night and we landed in the Sun Port, grabbed a taxi and headed for home (the extended stay down the street from the office). Tuesday was a no-juice, all-day-in-meetings, loss. But Tuesday night I went to Wally-World and loaded up.
It has been a challenge. I have hit the dirt. The rodeo appeared to be over. I even grabbed some BBQ Monday evening. I was giving up. I rolled out of bed Tuesday morning determined to do better.
I jumped out of bed. Cranked up C-Max and worked a plan. I am going to juice more today then yesterday. More the next day than the last. I have to get back in the saddle. I have to crank this back up.
Today I made:
3 Cups of Kale
2 Green Apples
1 Small Lemon
1 1/4 Pineapple
I made it twice. It wasn't bad. I drank it kind of slowly. Still with the chill pipe but without golf-ball-through-a-hose-intensity. It wasn't too bad. As my brother-in-law was right. Greens make it gross. Pineapple makes it taste like nothing. I am going to back off on the pineapple to find the balance between taste and cost.
I won't tip my hat as to where I ate dinner. It was a salad with chicken strips at a rather overly-busy chicken establishment.
Tomorrow is my last day on the road and then back to vacation for a few more days. I will checking out of my hotel but continuing to juice at the office.
As a funny side story, I have a nephew that is giving this juicing a try. He is also attempting to set the record for the worst juice ever concocted. I don't know what else he put in his DAY 3 juice or how much he made that day, but I do know he juiced 6 cloves of garlic. He says it was horrid but he managed to get it down. For that I commend him. I don't know what that would taste like but I'd imagine it had to be pretty unbearable.
When I say, "Don't die" I mean it. Don't die from being unhealthy. Don't die from neglecting yourself and above all . . . Don't die from drinking 6 juiced cloves of garlic.
See you tomorrow.