Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Bananas.

I have a confession to make: I am not raw. Not 100% raw. Yet.

It has been a long and confusing two-year journey of running in circles only to end up right where I began - convinced that Raw is real and right for me. It just makes sense, and the smallest taste of vibrant health is enough to keep me wanting more. The human body is an amazing thing. It adapts in less than favorable conditions and it thrives when properly cared for. I can feel the changes and the energy immediately after drinking a green juice. I can feel the cleanliness of my body after eating simple mono-meals of fresh fruit. I start to crave big (very big) kale salads. Your body knows what it needs and it's a shame that we don't listen to it.

Yesterday, I set out on eating bananas, bananas, and more bananas for a week. It was actually rather easy... Until 7PM. I started having intense cravings and my body started shaking. I felt antsy. My hands and toes were tingling. I wanted to crawl out of my own skin. Everything just felt so wrong. I tossed and turned restless in bed. I screamed. I cried.

I had never felt that intensely before. It was such an odd sensation. It felt like a cocaine addict's withdrawal. It made me realize how severely addicted we are to cooked food and its toxins: sugar, salt, and a plethora of impossible-to-pronounce laboratory concoctions.

I woke up this morning with a "hangover". Head pounding, ears ringing, body aching.
I am 3 lbs lighter. But there has got to be another way than eating bananas. I've been perusing websites, forums, etc. in search of an answer, but I keep running back to 811rv. And I'm more confused than ever.