I hope everyone rolled out of bed before I did this morning……which may or may not have been somewhere around 12:30….. What’s even better is that despite the late wake up time, I was still full from yesterday when I finally rose from the dead. Love that!!! Although I definitely had my fill of pumpkin pie, cinnamon rolls, and dump cake (which all worked together to have me feeling like an absolute slug for the 4 hours I’ve been awake), I also made room for my new favorite paleo/gluten free pumpkin and banana muffins!!! YAY.
When I was scouring the internet for something to bake for friendsgiving, I came across this recipe from Jen Eddin’s blog. I didn’t trust myself to make an actual pie and since I figured I would be stuck with some leftovers, I wanted to make something I could still eat past my Thanksgiving splurge (and boy did I splurge). Enter these delectable little guys.
I ended up doubling the recipe but it calls for the following:
1 large banana, mashed
1/2 cup pumpkin puree
1/3 cup maple syrup
2 eggs, lightly beaten
2 tablespoon coconut oil, melted
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
3/4 cup almond flour
1/4 cup coconut flour
1 tablespoon pumpkin pie spice
3/4 teaspoon baking powder
3/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
Preheat the oven to 350, start with the wet ingredients in one bowl and dry in the other, mix and fill the muffin cups about 3/4 of the way then bake for 20-25 minutes (highly recommend spending this time with a mimosa in hand. Probably don’t follow my lead and leave your apartment while they bake though) and VIOLA.
They are painless to make. Actually, my biggest concern was not setting off the fire alarm in my apartment like the last time I used the oven. No, seriously. I tried to make cauliflower pizza and literally spent the entire 12 minutes of bake time fanning the smoke detector in my unit with my denim jacket. There was no smoke so I have no idea whyI was so unlucky, but I definitely got an extra arm work out for the day.
To my surprise, I didn’t set the place on fire and they actually went over pretty well even amongst all of the traditional Thanksgiving deserts. Friendsgiving was not only filled with amazing drinks and foods (I literally had thirds) but incredible people and hilarious games. If you have never played What Do You Meme or had Shannon’s caramel apple sangria you are doing life wrong.
I got back to my apartment feeling extremely lucky. I was even lucky enough to take some of my muffins home (score!!!). The best thing about them is that they double as a little fall breakfast treat and pair perfectly with coffee. So although I take pride in not joining the pumpkin spice bandwagon, these little guys will definitely be a new staple to my holiday season.
THREE DAY JUICE CLEANSE HAS OFFICIALLY BEEN COMPLETED. After consulting with a few friends who are juice cleanse veterans, I decided to go with cleanse 1 from Pressed Juicery. It’s a bit higher calorie and meant for first time juicers (because it’s a bit tastier than some of the other ones) and also athletes due to it’s calorie content. Perfect. In most of my experiences with juice cleanses, work outs are a bit scary. So I’m looking forward to being able to sustain normal activity during these three days. I’m also obsessed with with the pressed freezes from Pressed so I already had a little bit of a bias towards going there.
YUM. Obviously I’m going into this whole thing super optimistic and I’m sure by the third day I’m going to probably hate the taste of it…but for now YUM. I opened this one up in the parking lot of Pressed Juicery because I knew that I would love it. This one is one of the heavier juices, almost like a shake. That being said, it’s a little chalky. For some reason I like that though. Even when it comes to my chai, I won’t order it if it’s made with syrup because I like the chalkiness of the chai powder. Strange (and also a little coffee shop snob of me).Greens 3 (kale, spinach, romaine, parsley, cucumber, celery, apple, lemon and ginger)
Alright, this one tastes more like what you would think a juice cleanse should taste like. Pretty earthy. I did a few one-day cleanses back in college and this is the taste I remember. The apple and lemon is the saving grace in this one for sure. I’m also a huge ginger fan so as earthy as it is, I’m still a fan. I should note that you’re supposed to drink at least 2 cups of water between each juice. There is no water in any of the juices, so in order to keep hydrated and digestion working properly, H20 is crucial. I also opened up the chlorophyll water (which is bright green)for the day as well. It helps sustain energy throughout the day.
It’s orange!!! This one’s not too much different than the last one as far as taste goes. But the carrot does take the edge off a bit. By this point in the day, I’m half way through the 6 and I had yet to be hungry. I haven’t done a lot of extra physical activity up until this point (my body was crying after rehearsal the night before).
4. 5 pm: Citrus 2 (pineapple, apple, lemon and mint)
This one tastes like a tropical cocktail…minus the alcohol. I love pineapple juice so I’m a huge fan. I will say it’s a bit challenging to choke down a drink so sweet after the last two drinks were so earthy tasting. Still good, nonetheless. I drank this one as I headed to work for a 6 hour shift. Which means (as you probably guessed) I had to take my last two juices to work. So now I’m officially that bougie girl who does juice cleanses at work, oops. I still felt great at this point and was sending a prayer to the juice gods that that would continue throughout my shift.
Alight, this is when I started feeling slightly crazy. Just before it was time to go in for juice number 5, I low-key felt buzzed at work. I’m not sure if this is just from all of the running around at Kahuna Tiki or if my body was starting to adjust to the whole 3 day liquid diet but wooof. I had never looked forward to drinking baby poop green liquid in my life. Even though this is one of the lighter drinks, it was interesting to feel the shift in my energy and stability after sucking this one down. I was gonna survive work, yay!!!!!
This one is basically the sister of the first drink of the day. So. Great. Perfect sweet treat to end the night feeling energized and full. Like I said earlier with the vanilla almond, this one is also heavier and slightly chalky. I drank this one at work as well. To be honest, I was a little nervous about sticking to the schedule of the cleanse while still going about my normal daily activities. I think a lot of people are. But after the first day went so smooth, that’s definitely not a valid worry to have. People (at least around here) are familiar and acceptable of the juice cleanse life. They know what it is, even if they don’t know much about it. That being said, no one looks at you weird or tries to tempt or force you into eating solids.
*Bonus* 11:45 pm: Aloe water
Since Pressed was having a special, I went ahead and threw in the Aloe water along with the Chlorophyll water for each day. It brought the total from $84 to $104 (normally it would have been near $160). You’re supposed to drink the aloe water just before bed to aid with digestion. I still had some chlorophyll water left at that point as well so I basically sat in my kitchen watching K-pop videos with Annie (my Aussie roommate who is obsessed) until they were finished. This got a little weird though. Have you ever sucked down like 3 glasses of ice water the second you sit down at a restaurant and suffered from intense chills?? <— Me trying to be relatable but i don’t know if this has ever happened to anyone else. Well, if so, that’s the kind of feeling I had immediately after. I’m typically a pretty warm blooded human and would take being a little chilly over being too hot any day. But I had to grab a sweatshirt and a few extra blankets until I warmed up a little bit #strange. Anyway, by the time it was a little past midnight I was MORE than ready for bed and feeling pretty accomplished that the first day went so smooth!
Disclaimer: Just so you know, each day consists of the same juices in the same order. So for the next few days, I’m not going to spend too much time focusing on the taste of everything, cause (if you can read) you already know that.
Wooo, good morning day two!!! I woke up feeling very refreshed, unbloated and a little bit hungry. On a normal morning, I’m usually a bit groggier- especially lately. For some reason it’s been so difficult to get out of bed this last week, so I was pleasantly surprised to be ready to roll out of bed at a decent time. I didn’t necessarily have anything on my agenda for the day, so I went into the day not feeling too nervous about adding another 24 hours to my cleanse, starting with the yummy vanilla almond drink.
I headed out to run a few errands and took the second juice along (this is the super green one). Still feeling energized and fine, I had a realization. I couldn’t even go sit at a coffee shop after finishing up my errands. That’s like one of my favorite things to do. I mean I guess I could have gotten a table and sat there until they figured out that I didn’t buy anything from there. Dang. So many activities are centered around food and beverages, it’s wild. I’ve always known that but the struggle is REAL when you’re mid juice cleanse. So basically, the only thing I could do while I was out and about was pop into a few stores and window shop. What could have easily been a 3 hour trip down Ventura Blvd. turned into 40 minutes cause I was just out of things to do and had stuff to do back at the homestead.
By this time, I’m starting to feel a little bit sleepy. I couldn’t really tell if this was because of the juices or if it was just one of those weeks. We had a lot happening here since Kelly was getting ready to leave for the cruise and Annie was moving into my room so that could have also played into it. I ended up fighting the urge to nap and did some apartment hunting while I sipped on the carrot/ginger juice. I’m stressed out enough about finding a new place so that distracted me from the fact that I was now 36 hours (HALF WAY!!!!) into the cleanse.
That lasted a little while, but I ended up back in my bed after about an hour. I had planned to get back into Sienna’s heels class that night so I thought I should try to preserve my energy.
You should know that I may be one of the world’s worst nappers. What I am good at is laying in bed for the length of a nap and staring at a computer screen or finding 1 million things to do on the computer that make me feel productive. So, rather than nap, that’s what I did to prepare for class. That and drink my 4th juice, the yummy tropical tasting one. I ended up eating a handful of raw and unsalted almonds too before heading out the door. Pressed Juicery recommends this if you are feeling a bit drained or needed more fuel for any reason.
With that, I headed off to heels class. Not only was this the most activity I had done since starting the cleanse, but it was also my first time back in class (and in heels) since making Clippers. Hello nerves. The first thing I noticed was that the only thing in my head for the first 30 minutes of class was “shit I’m probably gonna fall over” and “there’s no way I can pick up this choreo, I have juice brain”. While those may have been valid thoughts, the second I was able to shake them, I couldn’t tell a difference between class on any other day. I finished feeling accomplished, energized and definitely sweaty. WOOP!
Time for the other green af juice. I actually ended up liking this one just as much as the others by the end of the cleanse. Kelly and I were about to head to go see the most recent Annabelle in Burbank and I knew I was about to endure the smell of popcorn for the next 2 hours. That actually didn’t end up being to bad but by the time the movie was over, I was HANGRY and NEEDED the last juice of the day: the chocolate almond.
One small problem- Annie had taken the keys, Kristyn was at work and Kelly and I were locked out of the apartment. Guess what we did to kill time…WALK AROUND RALPHS WHICH IS FULL OF FOOD. Great idea!!!!!! It wasn’t even that I was craving any specific food, or any food for that matter, but the fact that I couldn’t even buy anything there had me feeling a bit trapped. Luckily, we only had to wait about 45 minutes for Kristyn to get off work to let us in. I basically broke the door down trying to get upstairs to drink my final juice of the day.
Also FYI, the new Annabelle movie is shit.
It was finally time for bed and my aloe water. We had an early morning ahead of us for the Iowa v ISU game!
DAY THREE: THE LAST DAY!!!!
WOOO GO HAWKS!!!! We woke up at the crack of dawn (I basically chugged my final vanilla almond juice), dressed our favorite Aussie roommate like a real life hawks fan and headed to Barney’s Beanery in Santa Monica! The alumni association out here has declared it an Iowa bar and puts on fun little events for the games there! It’s so fun to go and see people from college who are out here or even jus the Iowa pennants hanging on the wall. AND you get 40% off your tab if you wear Hawkeye gear!! Obviously I didn’t rack up much of a tab this time, but seriously if you love the Hawks and you’re out here ya gotta go!!!
Before heading down the road, I packed 3 juices in my big ass mom purse. I even threw in an ice pack to keep them cold. Since I wasn’t drinking (or eating for that matter) I drove us to Santa Monica for the game (like a true mom).
Here comes Holly drinks juice at a bar part one. So by this point I’m on like my 4th water, Kelly is on her 2nd G&T and the other girls are finishing up their first mimosa. Sweet potato fries have been ordered and I’m over here at the end of the table cracking out the green juice. Pretty comical. The weird part was that it wasn’t even difficult to ignore the food that they ordered. Not even the smell of it made me want it. I’m not sure if it was because the juice was keeping me satisfied or the fact that I had spent over $100 on the juices and was therefore committed, but either way I remained happily food and drinkless.
1:30 pm (ish)
FREAKING GO HAWKS. What a good game you guys. So cool to see all of the fans at Barney’s going absolutely crazy as we beat the cyclones (again). We had run into some friends who went to Iowa and decided to go to the Bungalow afterwards. On the way there, I smashed the carrot one so I could get that out of the way before going into the bar. Honestly, the most annoying part of this whole thing wasn’t the lack of alcohol consumed, but dealing with everyone and their brother bumping into my mom bag. Seriously I about swung it at like 6 people’s heads. I still had a blast though. As per usual, Kelly whipped out Heads Up at the bar. By about 4 we were ready to head out, and guess who was hungry…Kelly. I was so excited to go watch Kelly eat another meal!!!!!
What’s worse is she picked one of my favorite spots, Lemonade. Lucklily it was time for the tropical juice so I kind of felt like I was drinking one of their bomb lemonades….kinda. If you feel like I’m sugar coating the whole cleanse, I’m really not. I’m not 100% sure of all the science that goes into creating a cleanse regime but I really did feel satisfied about 80% of the time.
After we got home, I was planning on diving into my bed and then I remembered…our photoshoot for clippers is tomorrow and my nails are a wreck. We had specific instructions to have them done (or at least looking nice), so I figured I should go take care of that. Of course, they could only do them if I got there around 6:15 so that left me with about 20 minutes of pillow time. I finished the 5th juice on the way out of my place while all of my full and slightly buzzed roommates took a little snooze.
*If you think you’re noticing a theme here to STAY BUSY while on a juice cleanse, you’re spot on.
TIME FOR MY FINAL JUICE!!!!! Our friend Caitlyn stayed at our place that night and we had originally all planned to go to dinner…buttttt #JuiceCleanse. So we opted for a quick trip to grab some chipotle for her (nothing has ever smelled so good) to take back to our place for a movie night in. I crushed my very last chocolate almond while watching Memoirs of a Geisha (solid movie) and headed off to bed dreaming about what the heck I was going to eat the next morning. Ultimately though, I was feeling SO accomplished. I FINISHED THE CLEANSE AND DIDN’T DIE!!!!
I feel like this is the neglected portion of any info on juice cleanses you may find online. It’s so crucial not to binge eat (on whatever you may have been craving during your cleanse) the second you finish all of your juices. I mean you’ve done nothing but digest liquids for 72 hours…how do you think your body is going to react if you hit up your favorite Mexican joint right after a cleanse??? EASE INTO NORMAL FOOD PEOPLE. Trust me. Luckily for me, I wasn’t craving anything bad. I just did my body so much good for 3 days and didn’t want to undo all of that. Actually the only thing I was craving was a kale noodle poke bowl from this place across the street (this is strange, I am aware).
Moving on. I woke up feeling light and refreshed. My skin was pretty clear and I could tell that I had lost some water weight. I hopped on the scale just out of curiosity and ended up being about 4 pounds down. Don’t get me wrong…weight loss wasn’t the goal here, but I’ll take it. Not a bad confidence booster before going into my first photoshoot with the Clippers!
We all went to Kreation (you have to go if you haven’t) in the morning and they recommended I order the jungle bowl- this is an accai bowl with lots of greens and the same ingredients that were in a lot of the juices. I did make a mistake though. I had them add banana. OUCH. Bananas have made my stomach hurt in the past but DANG. My stomach was in knots the entire way to the photoshoot. But by the time I got there and had drank a lot of water, I felt relatively normal. During the shoot I snacked on a few nuts and veggies here and there…even had a cup of coffee (which made me feel turnt after not drinking any caffeine for 3 days). I didn’t quite trust my stomach with much else at the point.
After a GREAT day with the team (I’ll be writing about that a little bit later) you better believe I smashed a Kale noodle poke bowl when I got home.
ALL IN ALL
When it was all said and done, I loved my first juice cleanse experience. I felt like I could have even done it for a few more days. So if you’re teetering on giving it a go, I say DO IT. As far as advice goes I would say
Plan to do your cleanse accordingly. If you have a wedding to go to, a birthday to celebrate or lots of physical activity coming your way that’s probably not the right time to try and do it. Don’t make it harder on yourself than it has to be.
COMMIT. If you’re gonna spend the money on the juices, drink them. Make the sacrifices you need to to complete the cleanse, it’s only 3 days of your life.
Stay busy to stay mentally tough. Obviously don’t wear yourself out, but if you’re just sitting around all day your mind is going to start to drift (pizza, tacos, ice cream……..).
Follow the rules. You gotta stay hydrated otherwise you will feel like ass at the end of the three days.
Ease back in to solid foods!!! Your body will love you for it.
I’ve been trying to explore a little bit more. As I’ve said before, I’ve gotten pretty comfortable in the stretch between North Hollywood to Studio City. Which is great news that I’m sure my friends and family back home love to hear! I’M COMFY HERE!!! But now that Summer is around the corner and I feel at home, I decided to make a list of places and activities I need to accomplish or see. Time to branch out and really explore California beyond the valley. And let me tell ya, I’m finding some good stuff. Like did you know there’s Yoga on the ocean?!!??! It’s literally called YOGAQUATICS. I’m 200% sure I’ll fall off the board but that’s a for sure on the list.
I started my quest this week with El Matador State beach in Malibu. I’ve been craving a solo beach day pretty much since I moved in. Now that it’s finally hot and I have a few performances coming up this month, it’s the perfect time to get my tan on. I’ve been bad lately (mom don’t read this part) about not wearing sunscreen and, learning from Kristyn the lobster’s mistakes, (okay mom, start reading again) I doused myself with SPF 15 before heading out the door. My whole ride to the beach was filled with good jams and light traffic- finally starting to get the hang of the traffic patterns.Once I got there, I noticed that it was pretty overcast; cold, even. Even so, I figured I would spend a good three hours there and that it probably felt different once I got down to the actual beach. Figuring all this in, I paid for 3 hours of parking up front. Oh and I forgot to mention I got beachside parking. That literally never happens.
It seemed like the stars were aligning for me to have a fun-in-the-sun beach day and who knows, maybe I’ll even meet some cool new people on the beach since I’ve been on a roll with that! If not, I already had plans to call back the 27392 people who I’m still lucky to call friends after absolutely SUCKING at staying in touch (shoutout to you guys!!!). When I finally got down to the beach, the people were sparse, the wind was strong and it was even colder than I thought it would be. Great.In my head, I was initially pissed that I had just driven 45 minutes, paid for parking and hyped up this day so much. I went back and forth between wanting to find a beach beach, thinking that maybe if I walked down far enough, I could just keep my same parking spot? Or maybe I should just go back to a space that I knew. Zuma? Maybe even by the pier. But then I looked around…
Damn. This place was beautiful. I felt like I was on the set of Lemony Snicket’s version of the Little Mermaid, complete with rocks and full of cloudy gloom. How did I miss all of this when I first arrived? How did I ever even have the thought to leave?Naturally, when I began to take in the beauty of El Matador, I pulled out my phone to post photos on every form of social media I could. Dumb. And the beach said “nope.” There is absolutely zero cell service down there. It’s like I was meant to be there alone with just my thoughts and the crash of the ocean against the rocks. Completely disconnected.
Not going to lie, I struggled at first. But I learned so much from my adventure that day. After a few hours of writing, thinking and exploring I packed up my things and headed to a cute little place called Sun Life Organics (another spot on my list). They literally have a drink with all of my favorite things: banana, raw almond butter, hemp milk and even coffee. That’s basically Holly in a shake. AND IT’S CALLED THE BLACK GOLD. Fricken GO HAWKS!
Driving home, Black Gold in hand, I wasn’t so lucky with traffic. But I did have plenty of time to reflect on my exploration at El Matador and what the beach had taught me that day.
Sometimes you don’t get what you expected, but you get what you needed.
“I hopped ON a plane at LAX, and flew Spirit because I’m broooke.” – Miley Cyrus…or something like that
Yesterday I jumped on a plane back to Iowa. No, it’s not because I decided that LA wasn’t for me after my first week there. In fact, in that regard, I’m feeling quite the opposite. Completely obsessed with our apartment, surrounding area and all of the opportunities at our fingertips. I also enjoy the drivers because they drive like I do. If you’ve ever ridden in a car with me, that should scare you.
Moving on. I came back to help out with a dance workshop being held in Iowa City. It’s been on the calendar since before we knew the lease start date. In coming back after a week, I’ve completely and utterly confused my poochies. From the looks of it, they were just starting to get used to me being gone and I practically blew their pea brains when I walked in the door yelling embarrassing things in octaves so high only dogs can here them. SURPRISE PUPPAROOS, here I am begging for mass amounts of attention and refusing to let you lay anywhere else but next to me.
Oh yeah, and guess what the best part of this one full day in Iowa extravaganza is? I’m making the drive to California again. 26 hours. It’s laughable really. But this time I’ve got some different company. I’m riding along with my literal roommate (like as in we are sharing one room #TwinBedLyfe) Kelly and her newly retired dad…shoutout John! She said she’s planning on strapping me to the top of the car to make room for her stuff so I’ll keep you posted about how that goes and all the different kinds of bugs that hit me in the face!!!
I’m digressing. Back to the flight. So like I said, I flew Spirit. This is not my first rodeo with the underdog airline. Actually, I’ve racked up quite a few flyer miles with them, embarrassingly enough. For those of you wondering how the heck I’ve managed to bop around so much while on a budget, that’s how. Skyscanner.com people, I’m tellin’ ya. While I prefer to fly SouthWest, not a chance I’m going to pass up a $45 flight.
I had to uber to LAX around 7 am and wouldn’t ya know, my Uber driver got lost. Twice. You live in LA, Y U NO UNDERSTAND WHERE LAX IS. But, I’m proud to say I’ve turned over this cool new leaf called punctuality. ‘Reimer Time’ no longer exists (most of the time) so I had plenty of time to get lost and still make it to the airport with some time to spare. Even when security took 32894 years. Once at the gate, my flight took off about 35 minutes late because of a wild overhead compartment that decided it didn’t want to close.
So I’m sitting here like ‘Ok, how the heck can I turn this day around??’ I always prefer traveling solo, so that wasn’t the issue. It was the constant delays and mass amounts of people that were starting to get to me. Too early for any of that. And then I an epiphany. I am two months in to my membership in the 21 club and have yet to purchase a drink on a plane. It was one of the only things left over from my Vegas birthday 21-to-do-list. Why not, right? There’s not a whole lot else Spirit can offer me in the next 3 hours.
I’m desperate here, so I stupidly pay $14 for a regular sized Bloody Mary instead of $8 for a baby one. That’s basically a bargain right? I figure the money I saved from not checking a bag and flying Spirit has to be spent somewhere.
Drink in hand…or rather on the tray table in front of me, one of the flight attendants asks me if I would like to move to a row by myself. HELL FREAKING YES I WOULD. I was previously tormented with the unfortunate placement next to a couple who was overly affectionate and HUGE fans of whispering in each others ears…I’m pretty sure Eduardo (that’s the flight attendants name) felt my pain.
Alright, so now I’m posted up in my private row, watching a TV show, sipping on my extremely average and overpriced bloody and loving life. I had a few episodes of American Horror Story: Hotel downloaded from the cloud (I COULD NOT for the LIFE of me figure out how to access any of the other 5 movies I have in the cloud…probably need internet or something…or some sort of teleportation technological cloud removal device mechanism, who knows. Technology man).
Long story short, the rest of the flight went by much smoother. Thank god. It wasn’t anywhere near the quality of a Short’s bloody in Iowa City (UGH THAT BLUE CHEESE), but it warranted the final check on my 21 bucket list. Woo!
Now I have a day of dance ahead of me before I shove myself in the backseat of Kelly’s car for 26 hours!!! I’m excited to be here with my family and dogs, and even more excited to dance with some old pals, but I can’t wait to get back to my new home and finally have all of our roommates moved in.