Very happy to make it through the night. Woke up a dozen times, but feel like I got some rest.
Still have a pretty bad headache.
8:30 - Evolution Sweet Greens.
Evolution is everything Naked juice should be, but isn't - it isn't pasteurized / heated, it is only cold-pressed. It also offers some juices with only vegetable juice, not stuffed with apple or fruit puree to bulk, sweeten, and lower the vegetable count.
Living on it while I am hotel hopping.
8:45 - Coconut Water
I'm not somebody that usually remembers dreams. Two days in a row now I've woken up in the AM remembering what I was dreaming. Yesterday, it was sausages.. Today, it was Charles Barkley.
I was juice fasting with a bad headache, just like I went to bed, and my daughter was with me. It was her birthday yesterday and I was bummed I missed it. Anyway, my bro Randy brought Charles Barkley and Aston Kuchar over and started playing carport hoops right outside my window. I couldn't sleep so I asked them to stop. They all came in and tried to get me to play, but I said I was feeling lousy and I didn't want to leave my daughter. So Barkley throws what he says is $1000 to bribe Brookie to let me play on her birthday, but I just see a pile with a bunch of $1's on top before I woke up.
10:30 - Evolution Protein
I wandered out of the Sheikh Palace that is the Grand Master Hyatt Funk or whatever it is called (it looks more like a Vegas casino) kind of bothered by the decadence of it, and the hordes of snobby people inhabiting it. "Judgement, not curiosity," I tell myself truthfully. I just never feel comfortable and high end, ritzy places. Never have, and I don't think I ever will.
I wandered to Seaport Village tired and again bothered. So much commercialization. Humility is easy to find on this cleanse, I constantly find myself realizing. Regardless of its effects, the luxury of perspective is priceless. There were too many nice smells, especially coming from the seafood joint and a Greek joint hidden in all the burger and bloat restaurants. I quickly left Seaport Village. "Nothing to see here. Move along."
I walked to the USS Midway and was more intrigued by all the hobos / street folk flippantly lying around in patches of grass. "Curiosity, not judgement," I tell myself truthfully.
12:00 - Evolution Sweet Greens
I am pretty tired, so I decide to walk to Gaslamp to see a movie while I wait for check-in at the new (old) hotel. I got to see The Fifth Estate, the movie about Wikileaks. I really liked the first half, but then it kind of fizzled. Benedict Cumberbatch is always mesmerizing, though.
Hyatt charged me $26 'discounted' parking rate since I was a guest. A whopping $2 off. Now I hate the Hyatt Palace of Gomorrah even more.
3:30 - I'm back at the Worldmark reading and unpacking for a week. I want to go home, but I know I have to press on. Headache is not as bad today. Have I survived the worst?
4:30 - Kombucha 1/2
5:30 - Gazpacho!
Barebones 'fruit and veggie' gazpacho -
4-5 hothouse tomatoes
1/2-1 cucumber
1/2 onion
1 red bell pepper
1 small poblano pepper
2 cloves garlic
couple pinches of sea salt
juice of 1/2 lemon
Throw it in the vitamix, then poured it over cubed avocado and ate it with a spoon to trick my brain with an 'eating' sensation. Parsley would have been great, but I forgot to buy it..
It tasted amazeballs. I know I'm getting more sensitive to taste because the onion was too strong after the first helping - next time I'll go 1/3 or 1/4. But two small bowls and a whole avocado I am stuffed and satisfied. Even with no olive oil, marconas, or bread to make it richer. Ahhhhhhhhmmmmm. I feel like Garfield after a tub of lasagna.
Eczema feeling a little better today. My left ear didn't get as jacked up as the right did a few days ago.
I think day 5 is going to = #turnthecorner
8:00 PM - body feels a little upset, nauseated, almost a burn in my belly. Maybe it is the kombucha, maybe I ate too much gazpacho juice (!), or maybe it is my first 'reaction' to a specific food. Tomato?
Maybe I will try tomato again to test.
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