The Raw Report (Week 1)

The Raw Report (Week 1)

I’m alive! If you can call this living. I will scream if I see another grated carrot. That would be at lunch. (SCREAM!!!)

But, today, I am having it with pancit sauce, the recipe for which, I got off Dahon Kusina’s Asha Peri. She’s been such a godsend.

Suffice it to say that I still haven’t sat down and hammered out a schedule. I am, as they say, winging it, which means I still have no clue what the hell I am doing. Which lead to the SOS on the Raw Food Support Group on Facebook mid-week. It was Asha to the rescue. She emailed me some raw food recipes that utilized local vegetables and didn’t require trips to Healthy Options. That night, I sat down to a most delicious dinner of raw banana hearts and avocado lime pudding. (Thank you, Asha!)

It’s still a struggle though. I just know that I’m going to take one look at those grated carrots and cabbage later and ask them to stick everything, pancit sauce and all, in a blender so that I can just have it as a soup. That’s what I’ve been doing the past few nights when I couldn’t think of what to eat. Look at what’s in the fridge, have it thrown in a blender and served in a bowl with a spoon.

‘See, the truth is that I don’t care much for vegetables. Raw vegetables, even more so. I can’t stand crunchy food (including apples and pears). I don’t mind having vegetables as a side dish but I, normally, regard them as a waste of space. The only vegetable dishes I truly love are:

Monggo soup – Which I can’t have on Paleo because it’s made from monggo (mung beans).

Vegetable lumpia – Also out because of the bean sprouts and, let’s not forget, the all-important lumpia wrapper.

Pancit – Ditto. The noodles make it criminal.

So I’ve mostly been on a liquid diet, comprised of soups and smoothies, most of which feature coconut water and cococnut milk. You can’t really go wrong with anything in cococnut milk, can you?

I was a bit grumpy the other day but, I think, this is to be expected during the first few days of the detox. Not only am I experiencing withdrawal symptoms from “normal” food, I am also releasing any negative energy I might have.

Other than that, I’ve been fine. Bored, but fine. I can’t exactly go out because that would mean putting myself through unnecessary torture. The night I stayed over at Sagana Resort was hard enough, especially when Sue’s kid, Lily sat next to me at dinner with a plate full of steamed rice and Chinese-style stir fried squid. Although I was stranded there the next day by the rains, I had to call quickly for a habal habal (motorcycle taxi) when they started baking chocolate chip cookies. I would have caved if I had even smelled them.

But I have been sleeping better. My skin has cleared. My energy levels are up – except that, because I am bored and uninspired – which is something I am not used to – instead of working out, mostly I’ve been lying around catching up on old movies that I’ve been meaning to watch. Yes, I have been injured but that’s not really an excuse, is it? I could have focused on doing upper body workouts but I didn’t. Wouldn’t it be ironic if this raw food diet made me fat? I could totally see that happening since I’ve turned into a couch potato and am consuming too much fruit.

I do get hungry a lot so I always have some trail mix with me. Or I ask for some fruit or another smoothie. Or I drink more water.

I can’t claim to being on a hundred percent raw food diet because of the trail mix, which is composed of almonds, cashews and pecans that aren’t raw. I also have a delicious salad dressing from the Stolks that contains balsamic vinegar which I can’t imagine is raw.

The goal this week should be to spend less time being horizontal, cuddling with my computer, and step up the exercise. And, with that, I’m logging off for the day. (She said with fingers crossed.)


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