I met with my therapist this morning. I rode my bike along the canal for our session. It's always a better day after a nice ride along the water. It's good for the soul and puts me in the right frame of mind for an hour long discussion of my ... issues? Situation? Problems? I don't know. My jacked up psyche I suppose. We got into some good stuff from childhood and parenthood and how it all plays together. Man, she's good. Rode home and talked to Anita about it. Then I made my first juice of the day. A beet, apple, nectarine, swiss chard, carrot and red grape juice. And made a shitload so I have two full glasses. A couple of things. First, two words that should never be put together are Beet and Shake. Yikes. We had a couple of them when we were doing our cleanse last year and they were simply horrific. The taste was bad enough but the fibrous chewy texture was enough to make you yack. Oh man. Beet juicing, luckily, gets rid of that second problem. The taste is ...
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