Day 3 - Detox

Day 2 of the Master Cleanse seemed to go by rather quickly. Work helps and gives the mind something to do other than obsess about all the fabulous food you're not eating.

Food is everywhere however, as I learned on my way to Whole Foods (see, even in the name) to pick up more supplies for the duration of the week. I couldn't go a block without passing an Italian, Chinese, Steakhouse or worse...Sushi restaurant. Torture! When I got to Whole Foods, there were people sitting in the little cafe, around the nice fire, sipping their lattes and eating .... something -- it was food and I can't have any. I wanted to go over and pour my organic Grade B Maple Syrup over their latte-sipping heads. Eat that.

If you can't tell, I'm getting a little testy on the cleanse today - Day 3. When reading the good book written by the Master Cleanse guru Peter Glickman, it says that Days 2, 3, and 7 are the hardest to get through. We'll see if Day 4 (tomorrow) is any better.

Other than cranky (very), I've come down with a rather bad headache, probably from caffeine withdrawls. Supposedly this is a good sign - but I don't see how. I am pretty much experiencing all of the unpleasant detoxification symptoms described: lightheadedness (no comment), irritable (what's new?), bored (without food and wine what is there to live for??). Perhaps I should stop reading? The hunger comes and goes and is probably just me thinking about food 24/7. You always want what you can't have - this goes for pizza too.

The husband is getting the brunt of it however, as he has to put up with me not eating and forcing him to go outside with his food so I don't get tempted. It's about 15 degrees here these days with snow flurries, perfect outdoor dining weather. He's lucky I don't make him drive down the road. Today he decided that chili cheesedogs were a good idea. Chili cheesedogs are never a good idea, unless you're depriving yourself of food. The usual me would think this is completely disgusting and not even bother. But - the 'half starving' me looks at them and thinks "gimmie." It's a test of pure will.

Rachel has lost about five pounds since we started this journey three days ago and seems to be in really good spirits. Bitch. Me, well, I've lost a big fat ZERO pounds and am ready to do someone bodily harm. My fat cells are hanging on for dear life apparently. The actual "detox" part is just starting for me, although I'm thinking there is a ways to go and unpleasant surprises ahead. I can't do the "salt cleanse" that the book recommends, which consists of drinking 32oz of water mixed with sea salt on an empty stomach first thing in the morning, so I had to incorporate another little "helper" to get through the detox part of this entire process. So, tomorrow will probably not only be a little more interesting, but a lot more undignified.