Day 3

Quick thoughts.
One reason why I jumped into the master cleanse program is because I have terrible water consumption habits. I usually survive off of what moisture is in my food, and probably a glass or two on top of that. Yes, a glass or two; at best, that's negative six glasses of what I need a day. Times that by 365. Times that by 15 (I trust my parents that they kept me well hydrated from ages 0-5). Plus 4 for the number of leap years. You see where I'm going with this? I can't keep on doing this for the rest of my life. I need to cultivate proper water drinking habits, and what better way than to rely solely on liquid for the duration of the fast. Sure, there's the water fasting alternative, but this one, crappy as it sounds, at least has some semblance of proper nutritional values. Oh and being on the program thus far has motivated me to push myself further upon working out. Might as well, right?

Noonish.
I hand squeezed 3 whole lemons and put them in a cup, scooping out of them as needed. Guess what, after making my second drink, the cup that was happily sitting in the fridge got knocked over when I was trying to reach for my water filter, and broke. *sulk* They ain't that easy to squeeze! Clumsy as I am, I've only broke 1 single glass in the last 4 years before today. Eerily enough, right when it happened, the thought of "I can't wait for my lemon supply to run out" crossed my mind.

Slightly later.
James came home with some groceries I asked him to grab, and the little piece I looked forward to the most was a plastic juicer. So in enthusiasm, I squeezed the rest of my 8 lemons and put them in the blended to liquify the little pulp bits. Whee! A heaping 3 cups worth of lemon juice.

Minutes later.
Trying to make myself my third glass, I discovered that my blender was leaking! Really, of all times! (Is that you, God?) Needless to say, I lost a considerable amount of juice.