I said that once and someone said to me, “You take steroids?” No! I sometimes do juice fasts. They usually only last for two meals, or it’s just a one-off thing. Take last night for example. I got home from the gym around 7 p.m. For some reason, the workout KILLED me. I think I’m still fighting a sinus infection because my head hurts constantly and I’m stuffed up, and I was winded after five minutes on the elliptical, which is very unlike me.
Anyway, by the time I got home, I could hardly think let alone cook. And I had nothing defrosted that appealed to me. So I put the spinach, carrots, apples and blackberries—that were all starting to go bad— into my juicer. I added two scoops of protein powder and called it dinner. I killed two birds with one stone. I got rid of all the produce that wasn’t going to taste good on its own and I nourished myself with protein and healthy calories.
Tonight I had not one, but two happy hours that I at least need to make an appearance at. So today was my day off from working out by default, but also because I haven’t had a day off since last Wednesday. I much prefer a weekday off than a weekend, because I have a lot more free time on the weekends. Of course, there may be weekends when I’m such a social butterfly that I can’t squeeze in a workout or I’m out of town, but let’s be honest—those are few and far between.