The last time I did a detox cleanse was almost 4 years ago. It was guided by an Ayurvedic doctor, and was both extremely challenging and cathartic. I got pregnant with my son Roman right after I finished it and have since struggled to prioritize eating right and exercise. I have a love/hate relationship with cleansing. I loathe giving up the food rituals and treats that make me happy, but I adore how awesome I feel when I give my body a break.
This cleanse is no different. It took me 6 months to find a time that I felt I would not struggle with giving up proper meals and wine. I wanted to give myself the greatest possibility of success and October is perfectly in between all the birthdays, parties and spa events that fill my social calendar. One Day at a Time became my mantra. Not because of the AA slogan, but because I love the theme song of the 70’s TV show . I feel like I am muddling through this cleanse, and the diary keeps me in check.
The sour cherry concentrate made me sleep like a baby; I didn’t want to wake up. Next time I’ll take it a little earlier.