So Fresh and So Clean (Clean)*

Well, I've just completed a cleanse. The month of January was sort of lost to illness and oral surgery - during which time I took a lot of medicines - antibiotics, painkillers, and cold medicine - and, while the yoga gets a lot of that crap out, I wanted to go a step further.

I did the Master Cleanser years ago and decided that that's the stupidest thing ever (water, cayenne, syrup, lemon juice & a salt water flush), but I wanted to do something to help kick out the residual chemicals from all the drugs, so I did an Ayurvedic cleanse. I did the minimum of 7 days.

I had considered doing it for a longer period of time, but it did a lot for me in a pretty short time and I got sick of eating the same thing (seriously) for every meal. The plan consists of yoga every day while you cleanse and then nothing but water and herbal tea (no caffeine) to drink and a mung bean ginger concoction that's really tasty the first couple of days and then becomes boring. The last day I had to force myself to eat because it was so sick of it.

The first day was exciting because I was psyched to get this moving. I made the food - one big pot of mung beans, celery, carrots, and ginger - and drank a lot of tea. I was enthusiastic. By the end of the day, I felt the psychological effects of knowing I was doing something good for me and I went to bed totally satisfied.

The next couple of days went well. I felt myself getting cleaner. I was getting a bit tired of the mung beans, but I even withstood an evening out with burgers and fries and macaroni and cheese all around me without breaking a sweat because I was feeling so great.

Day four is when it started to get hard. That's when I hit the mung bean wall. Yes, I felt good, but no, I did not want to put another single mung bean into my mouth. So I drank extra tea and reduced my mung bean intake. This was also the day I started to break out. Little pimples on my forehead, cheeks, and chin.

I should mention that this isn't giant amounts of this mung bean stuff every day. I ate a half-cup in the morning, a cup at lunch, and another half-to-whole cup in the evening. I calculated the calories at the end just to see how it had shaken out and I was eating less than 900 calories per day. I never felt hungry or in any way deficient in calories. I never lacked energy and my yoga practice remained strong. 

The beginning of day five was kind of awful. I woke up dreading the beans. I didn't want to eat them. I didn't want to eat anything else, either, though.  I ate them, anyway.  It was a hard day.  I got crabby.  I got weepy.  I cried the ugly cry.

The last two days I leveled off.  My emotional state became less volatile.  I talked myself into finishing up because I knew it was doing me good.  Still, I was not excited to eat those damn beans.

Overall, I'm pleased with the result. I feel great and my body feels lighter. I wish I could say that it fixed my back, but that's an unreasonable request.  I think this is definitely something that I'll do a couple of times a year, though - with the hope that, knowing what I know, it will be easier the next time.

*The only part of the song that applies is the title.