So, I drank a BluePrint juice.
There, I said it. I did exactly what I always promised I’d never do. Actually, there are two things I said I’d never do.
1. I said I’d never spend a boat load of money — more than I would on an entire lunch — on a bottled drink (not including wine — duh).
2. I said I’d never drink something endorsed by the likes of the lithe Gwyneth and the loyal readers of GOOP.
But then, March 5th came — exactly one month until the wedding. And all of a sudden, I started thinking. How can I make sure that, as the wedding day approaches, that I’m the absolute 100% best version of me?
(My friends send funny RSVPs.)
While weight is something that, admittedly, I’ve never really physically struggled with, eating healthy kind of is. Remember: Body types are not always reflective of a type of person or eater. After all, my family owns a candy store. Indulging in sugar has never, for me, truly felt like an indulgence, rather it’s just a part of my day — like eating breakfast, lunch or dinner, or drinking water after a run. If there is candy or chocolate in the room, count me in.
There are a couple of small changes that I’d like to at least try to maintain until the wedding day — to which there is one month minus four days now to go. Yikes!
Juice. Let’s start with the obvious one. To be clear, I am not — and will not — do a juice cleanse. I’m not against them; if you’ve done a cleanse, I certainly don’t in any way judge. They’re simply not for me. Aside from candy and chocolate, my entire diet is basically made up of vegetables and fruits. I love them. The last thing I need is to restrict myself to the liquid version of what I already consume (not to mention without all the healthy fibers that live in the skin and pulp of said ingredients).
I’m hoping that a juice here or there comes in handy in a much more meaningful way — as a form of mindfulness, say. The other morning, I sipped on one prior to eating breakfast to refuel after a run.
Then, I drank the second half of my juice after lunch as a way to avoid things like Cadbury Easter Eggs.
Some days, it works.
Other days, it doesn’t. At all.
To be honest, I thought the lemon, cayenne and agave BluePrint blend was absolutely delicious. I’d definitely drink it again.
Stop picking. My skin is something I’ve always struggled with, ever since I hit puberty and that first pesky pimple popped onto my face. Even worse, I’m a picker. At the first sign of a whitehead, blackhead, purple head for all I care, I’m there, at the mirror, pincher fingers raring to go. I can’t help it. But I’m trying.
Last month, I treated myself to a facial at Mario Badescu spa. Afterward, my skin looked positively radiant. It was everything I’d hoped for and more.
Following that appointment, I scheduled another two facials to keep me honest in the coming months. I went to my second appointment last week, and it was magical. I left and immediately grabbed Noah’s hand and slapped it on my face. He agreed. My skin felt like a baby’s behind.
And of course, I will continue to run, both for its physical and — perhaps more notably — mental benefits. With the warming weather, it hasn’t exactly been hard to get myself out the door. The mornings have been beautiful…
…if not slightly gray and eerie. If it’s above 30 degrees though, awesome.
Spring is almost here, and with it, there will be a lot of excitement. As always, running will carry me through.
Whipping your booty into shape doesn’t always have to refer to a workout. What small changes have you made recently — or do you want to make — to improve your well-being?