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Wednesday, 28 January 2015

'Juicy-licious'- my 3day juice detox


The idea to embark on a 3 day juice detox was due to a combination of two factors;  FOMO (fear of missing out) and the fact that I am one of the unfortunate few who have fallen prey to the annual post December slump and bulge.

I heard about it from a couple of people at work who were on it, and naturally I didn't want to miss out. So here's how it works: For 3 consecutive days,  you cut out everything except water and herbal tea from your diet, and all you have by way of a meal is a 250ml juice. Before you start thinking that this is dangerous,  please note that firstly, each juice is packed with more fruits and vegetables than the average person eats in a month and secondly, you get 10 juices to drink in a day. Basically every time you get hungry, you can drink one. (I never got through all 10 in one day, the most I had was 8 in a day.)

So what's in the juices? There are 6 different juice flavours and they all have really cute names like,  'Beet the heat' (beetroot, pears, pineapple, carrot, cucumber & ginger) or there's 'Innergizing Sunrise' (Lemon, grapefruit,  apple, pineapple,  cos lettuce,  cucumber & celery).

Day 1; was the easiest because I was still fired up and excited about it.  Day 2; A walk in the park! I didn't get as hungry as I did the day before.  Day 3; was like climbing uphill backwards. I was grumpy, craving bunny chow and missing chewing so much that I was quite literally ready to snack on anything, including my toenails. So be warned. But did I lose weight? Yes. And did I feel like Popeye after his spinach?Hell yeah !!

Cafe Raw (Hurlingham) does a great programme,  so give them a try. Happy juicing!


Sunday, 25 January 2015

One turn made

This post is dedicated to a young man I didn't know.  I never got to know him, because he died this morning.  I was there when it happened.



My Sunday mornings usually start off with me driving my little girl to swimming.

The biker and I see each other. We got to the traffic circle simultaneously, and he pulled off ahead of me. I noticed his motorbike. It looked well- ridden in, like the bike of an experienced biker. As he sped past, I thought of all the things I had to do today. My musings were interrupted by what happened next.

The car in front of the biker slowed down suddenly and then turned right. I knew what was going to happen before I actually saw and heard the impact of bike to car and then watched as biker and bike were slammed into a nearby street pole. "Jesus Christ help!", is all I got out, as I watched the young man land all mangled on a grassy patch, with his helmet still flying through the air.

I pull over on the opposite side of the road, swimming lesson forgotten, as autopilot mode takes over. Call for help. I don't actually know what to do first, I know not to move him, so as the security guard tries to turn him around,  I shout that they shouldn't move him, in case they paralyse him. An automated  voice comes on the line, "Press 1 for life threatening emergencies.  Press 2, for police assistance." I go through the motions. It's ringing.  Crap I've left my daughter in the car alone. How much has she seen? I wonder. 5 minutes have passed.

Automated voice again,  " We apologise,  we are experiencing high call volumes" I wonder if the person on the other side is finishing off their breakfast before attending to the calls. The driver is at my side. He asks me if he was at fault,  I say, " let's just worry about getting the ambulance here." He asks me if I can help the young man on the ground,  I said yes, I am trying to, I'm on hold for emergency services. Eventually I speak to a live person.

10 minutes pass...and then 5 more minutes.

I wish this ended better. Sadly it doesn't. The biker must have died before the medics arrived.  I watched them try feverishly to resuscitate him.

I remember thinking- should one of us have known first aid? Are you allowed to jump in and try to help in cases like this? It broke my heart, feeling so helpless- just waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

Just one turn was made, and a family lost a loved one. A young life snuffed out in an instant.  If only he had...If only we could've... If only...he hadn't died. :-(


Saturday, 24 January 2015

Orange is the new black...my obsession


I must confess, I am a total late bloomer.  Basically that is short for ; 'by the time I catch onto things they are not the latest thing any more'. That goes for songs, dance moves and very clearly some hit TV shows as well.  Orange is the new black,  is case and point. 
Ok, I have beaten myself up over this enough. My late bloomerish-ness, (yes I am quite aware that this isn't actually an English word) isn't up for debate.

I have now binge-watch-ed the entire first season,  and oh boy! What a treat. I totally love the character of  Susannah aka 'crazy eyes', any writers out there ready to write a South African character like that, please call me...I'm ready. She isn't the only one,  there's a Russian in the kitchen,  a group of Mexican women and a group of Bible thumpers that also had me in stitches, not to mention of course the  enigmatic lead character Piper, who just never seems to stay out of trouble for very long.

This colourful array of characters captured my imagination in  a similar way to the Prison Break characters.  I relished every foray taken into the lives of these crazy bad, badder and baddest women, serving time with 'Piper Chapman'.

Besides my crush on the lady who plays Alex Voss, that's that dark, smouldering woman with the heavy eyeliner and secretary glasses in the picture above. There are other reasons to watch the show, like the fact that the script and performances are excellent.  So if you haven't seen it,  and you relish the idea of seeing what happens when you throw a couple of crazily entertaining and dangerous females together, then get your hands on Orange is the new black.  It surprised me how much I enjoyed it. Yes, we all have a dark side. Get over it.