**OLD POST** and I was fine. :)

I’m hungry. I’m hungry for a lot of things. I’m hungry for food, I’m hungry for sleep, I’m hungry for interaction with people other than co-workers. I’m hungry for a change, I’m hungry for England and most of all I’m hungry for God.

I spent the weekend almost in isolation. I house-slash-dog sat last minute and it really worked out nice. You see, this weekend I started a 60 day juice fast.

Yep.

Holy hell…

I can’t believe I’ve decided to do this. I mean, I can and I can’t. I can because it’s time, I need to and I can already see that it’s so good for me. I can’t because… ummm hi. I like food. I like eating. Too much.

This weekend was hard. I was tempted left and right and I hit my first big major challenges – and I’m still going strong! Here’s just a few things I’ve faced so far.

1) I got to the house I was watching and they were still packing up the car and getting ready and showing me around and telling me what I needed to do and eating pizza – BUT – they left and I made a juice and sprayed the kitchen with febreze so I could stop wanting to lick the air and I was fine. :)

2) Did you know that there are a zillion and a half commercials on TV that are about or including food and or an establishment where people eat food? I didn’t either… You usually don’t until you’re lying there, worn out, hungry and grumpy and all you want to do is just zone out to Close Encounters of the Third Kind but all you keep going back to is the new pizza hut garlic bread pizza and stupid good it looks and how genius it is b/c people love garlic bread and well, you get the picture – BUT – I drank some water, looked away and I was fine. :)

3) Restaurant Row. That’s what I call this little strip of SH 360 on my way home from work. Preeeeetty much anything I’d want to eat was just an exit or two before my stop, right along the side beckoning me to stop and enjoy. Tempting me, and calling my name and making me think of inappropriate words to call them as I drove right past them Sunday night – BUT – I turned up the tunes, reached deep inside for His strength, kept on driving and I was fine :)

4) Today was my first day at work on the juice… (tee hee hee) it wasn’t as bad as I thought It would be. The monster I’m-mad-at-you-so-I’m-gonna-make-your-feel-pain headache is pretty much gone and my energy level is most def improved already. But a couple things I decided over the course of the afternoon. A) don’t be adventurous with your juice recipes if you’re not going to drink them asap. B)no one should be allowed to have yummy smelling warm lunches if I can’t either. C) If I just told you that I’m on a juice fast and you start talking to me with your mouth full of chipotle smacking away, I’m going to want to punch you in the throat – BUT – I just throw on the Jesus Jams, chug down the water and I’m fine. :)

I am fine. I’m more than fine. Cause you see, I have Jesus’ strength in me right now, like woah hardcore and this is the only way I’m making it through this thing. That and encouragement & understanding from everyone around me.

(PS: I did talk to my physician about the fast, I have seen “Fat, Sick & Nearly Dead” and I am being safe. No worries y’all…)