a color story: the weird watermelon

The trip to the local grocery store rooted from an uncomfortable discussion. Someone mentioned my yoyo weight gain; tough love was always tough. My "diet" caved in with conformities and resistance. Why was I absorbing all the empty calories? Why did I stop my protein shake habits? With knowing it, I was back on the sugar train. I needed to intake more protein but I depended on mixing the powder with non-dairy product. I drove to the local grocery store to purchase my oat milk. 

Soon as I entered, I saw the watermelons on sale- 7 dollars off from 13. I went back to the front and swapped for the cart.  This deal wouldn't slip away as I envisioned another successful watermelon juice party. I picked up two of the largest watermelons while spotting for yellow spots at the bottom and echoing reverb with a soft knuckle knock. 

Color in a drink doesn't translate to nutrients. 

A couple of days later, the hot humid weather suggested a juicing party. With our Korean juicer, Huron out on the kitchen table, I sliced opened the discounted watermelon. To my surprise, the shell spoiled with yellow and the watermelon's flesh wasn't the ideal red. My first impressions on the reveal summarized an eerie distaste (pictured). 

It was too good to be true - the discounted price managed my expectations. Regardless of the watermelon color situation, the juicing occurred and it tasted fine. It wasn't as sweet and the shell reveal didn't show a white contrast to the red meat. But, the watermelon juice tasted fine as it looked like the ideal color. 

Probably out of aesthetic guilt, I felt compelled to drink the rest of the watermelon juice. The one watermelon juiced out probably 3 liters. This was my turning point to relinquish my color obsession. Nutrients doesn't have a hue - empty calories sold itself as a color illusion. I followed the same pattern with my G2 Gatorade drinking habit. Color in a drink doesn't translate to nutrients.