10 days of juice... day 3: gimmie pancakes

It's late and I'm tired so we're gonna keep this short. I hate juice. Yep, hate it. Don't want it. Any more. Came to that conclusion about 4:13pm when Tiff and I were planning our great escape out of this darn ten day juice fast. Cause we figured, a five day fast has got to be almost as good as a ten day... but a three day? Now that's something to feel good about.

10 days of juice... day 2: the migraine

Mid-day snack: Apple and ginger juice (yum)

So you want the good news first, or the bad news first?? Let's do the good news - after all, this is only day two. The good news is Tiffany and I made it through day one and I'm somehow down four lbs (applause here). The bad news? I woke up with a migraine the size of Texas, and as I write... I am still contending with its younger, less debilitating sibling, headache. I can't blame it all on the juice, though. Tiffany and I have been having the exact same amount of juice at the exact same times in the exact same quantity - and she is feeling just lovely. So, I blame my long history of migraines and headaches along with this detox on the craziness I call day two.

10 days of juice... day 1: so it begins

The Mean Green Juice: 6 kale leaves, 4 celery stalks, 1/2 lemon
2 green apples, thumb of ginger, 1 cucumber.

So... for better or for worse (but hopefully, for better) I've decided to juice. And only juice. For 10 days. Ten whole days. Still with me? Ok, good. So yes, you read correctly - only juice for ten whole days. And no, I'm not crazy. And no, I'm not a fanatic. Truthfully, I'm pretty ordinary (except for the stuff that makes me extraordinary), but even this is one for the books.

the waiting. (new poetry piece)

it's the waiting that kills me.

the not knowing
the saying "it will get better"
and then trying to believe myself
the letting go
(and then really letting go)
the emptiness
the blackness of the hole left when you left
when you didn't want to leave but i made you
(i had to)
i've gone thru too much to go back
come too far to now slack
need more faith where i lack

but it's the waiting that kills me.

the shortest lap ever... e-v-e-r

soo let me first start off by saying i was not trying to be cute. there are times to be cute (and when i say cute, i mean extra cute cause i think one should always be relatively cute lol) but, back to the story - i was not trying to be cute. but apparently that was not the case...

in actuality, i've been searching for a nice, not-too-noticeable, athletic swimsuit to wear when i'm lapping it up at the ballys or the community pool. and just the day before, i found myself inside of a sports authority, flipping thru racks of black on black (or some ridiculously-bright shade of pink or blue), racer-back, swoosh on the side or some other sporty emblem, one piece, i-didn't-come-to-play bathing suit. but on this particular day, i hadn't yet bought said bathing suit and was in a rush to pack my gym bag before leaving for work. so, i grabbed what i could find - a cute, bandeau top (with an attachable string necktie tho!!), towel, goggles, swimcap and bounced...

i am the dot, dot, dot...

i am the dot, dot, dot
the eternal placeholder
the lips you run to when hers aren’t close enough
the dotted line after the colon
the friend.

i am where there riverbed ends
the surrogate
the almost doesn’t count
the better luck next time

the fool
(everybody plays me)
the tool
(everybody use me)
the stool
(everybody stand on me)
to get high enough to reach someone else’s expectations

my anti-domestic violence psa...

so i haven't officially been blogging lately, but a sista has been busy!! one of the projects that has been stealing my attention is the "a good look campaign (c) - changing the face of domestic violence," a campaign created by big sis and company. last week i was featured in their grand opening video and psa, as well as performed for their first anti-domestic violence awareness town hall event in reston, virginia. the event was insane, i smiled, i cried (and when i say cried, i mean get-up-and-go-to-the-restroom-cause-you're-disturbing-people cried) the stories were just unreal! but it was honored to be a part of such a life-saving movement, and i look forward to doing more with liletta and her team. if you'd like to learn more, visit her site at http://www.bigsisandcompany.net.

and to see the psa i contributed to the campaign, see below!!