Kolohe picked us up in his rusty ghetto truck today and we went to eat lunch, though he didn’t actually eat lunch. He drank it, because he’s doing another juice fast, which may be the only thing more feminine than doing a juice fast. Doing another juice fast.
The last one sort of landed him in the hospital. It was supposed to go for 10 days and on the first day he got the worst headache he’d ever had, and felt terrible. This apparently isn’t unusual with fasting and could be the body’s way of saying, “Don’t the fuck do this.” It probably didn’t help that Kolohe quit coffee at the same time.
He made it through all that and by day three felt super. He’d lost 10 lbs. by day five and had more energy than ever. But then Dane posted a new video to Marine Layer, which got Kolohe psyched. And then Kolohe drank this vegetable blend of kale/spinach/jalapeño/cucumber/carrot/garlic/ginger juice, which he claims gives a buzz beyond all coffees, and which got him doubly, hazardously psyched, and he was just danger-psyched and went surfing.
That’s when he did a full-rotation into the flats and tore ligaments, sprained his ankle, and ended up in the hospital, because of Dane Reynolds and juice fasts, neither of which should be taken lightly. The ankle pictured (bowling, on a trip we did earlier this year) is the one that got tweaked. Today Kolohe skated around our warehouse for a while and seems to walk alright. He can surf again in a few weeks.
After lunch he ate our leftover rice and quinoa, which isn’t really how juice fasts work.